O Lord, remember in David's favor all the hardships he endured;
how he swore to the Lord and vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob,
"I will not enter my house or get into my bed;
I will not give sleep to my eyes or slumber to my eyelids,
until I find a place for the Lord, a dwelling place for the Mighty One of Jacob."
We heard of it in Ephrathah; we found it in the fields of Jaar.
"Let us go to his dwelling place; let us worship at his footstool."
Rise up, O Lord, and go to your resting place, you and the ark of your might.
Let your priests be clothed with righteousness, and let your faithful shout for joy.
For your servant David's sake do not turn away the face of your anointed one.