Psalm 131

Domine, non est
1
Lord, I am not high-minded  *
I have no proud looks.
2
I do not exercise myself in great matters *
which are too high for me.
3
But I refrain my soul, and keep it low, like as a child that is weaned from his mother *
yea, my soul is even as a weaned child.
4
O Israel, trust in the Lord *
from this time forth for evermore.

Psalm 132

Memento, Domine
1
Lord, remember David  *
and all his trouble;
2
How he sware unto the Lord *
and vowed a vow unto the Almighty God of Jacob;
3
I will not come within the tabernacle of mine house *
nor climb up into my bed;
4
I will not suffer mine eyes to sleep, nor mine eye-lids to slumber *
neither the temples of my head to take any rest;
5
Until I find out a place for the temple of the Lord *
an habitation for the mighty God of Jacob.
6
Lo, we heard of the same at Ephrata *
and found it in the wood.
7
We will go into his tabernacle *
and fall low on our knees before his footstool.
8
Arise, O Lord, into thy resting-place *
thou, and the ark of thy strength.
9
Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness *
and let thy saints sing with joyfulness.
10
For thy servant David’s sake *
turn not away the presence of thine Anointed.
11
The Lord hath made a faithful oath unto David *
and he shall not shrink from it;
12
Of the fruit of thy body *
shall I set upon thy seat.
13
If thy children will keep my covenant, and my testimonies that I shall learn them *
their children also shall sit upon thy seat for evermore.
14
For the Lord hath chosen Sion to be an habitation for himself *
he hath longed for her.
15
This shall be my rest for ever *
here will I dwell, for I have a delight therein.
16
I will bless her victuals with increase *
and will satisfy her poor with bread.
17
I will deck her priests with health *
and her saints shall rejoice and sing.
18
There shall I make the horn of David to flourish *
I have ordained a lantern for mine Anointed.
19
As for his enemies, I shall clothe them with shame *
but upon himself shall his crown flourish.

Psalm 133

Ecce, quam bonum!
1
Behold, how good and joyful a thing it is  *
brethren, to dwell together in unity!
2
It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down unto the beard *
even unto Aaron’s beard, and went down to the skirts of his clothing.
3
Like as the dew of Hermon *
which fell upon the hill of Sion.
4
For there the Lord promised his blessing *
and life for evermore.