Psalm 132—He will wear a wooden crown.

"Remember your servant David and turn your face toward your anointed."

Psalm 132

Remember David’s afflictions.
He bowed down and swore
He would not enter his house,
Nor lie on his bed, nor sleep
Until he found a place 
For the Lord to dwell.

We heard of it in Bethlehem
And found it in Jaar.
Come, let us bow down
Before the ark, the Lord’s footstool.
Rise and find your resting place here, Lord,
The place of your mighty ark.
Your priests make righteousness
Their garment and those who believe
In you sing for joy.

Remember your servant David
And turn your face toward your anointed.
You swore to him that you would
Set upon the throne one of his line.
And if the sons of David kept 
Your laws and your covenant,
They would sit on the throne forever.

The Lord has chosen Zion
As his longed-for dwelling place, saying
“This is my resting place forever.
I will make this city my home.
Her streets will flow with water,
And I will satisfy her needy with bread.
The rescued will come to live there
And they will be true priests,
Clothed not in robes and jewels
But in righteousness.
Those who hold their hope aloft 
Will dance and sing for joy.
And a David’s king will rise there.
His presence will be a light.
His enemies will hang their heads
But he will wear a wooden crown
High on his head and it will gleam
And shine and bloom.

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