Jason Silver

Lyrics

Remember, O Lord, in David’s favour
All the hardship he endured;
How he swore to God,
To the Mighty One of Jacob,
‘I will not rest, 'til I find a place for God.’

‘Let us go to his dwelling-place;
‘Let us worship at his footstool.’
Rise, O Lord, and go to your dwelling-place,
You and the ark of your might.

Let your priests be clothed
Clothed with righteousness,
And let your saints shout for joy.
For the sake of him, your servant David
Don't turn away from your anointed one.

‘Let us go to his dwelling-place;
‘Let us worship at his footstool.’
Rise, O Lord, and go to your resting-place,
You and the ark of your might.

Instrumental

The Lord swore an oath, he will not turn back:
‘One of your sons on your throne.
If they keep my ways, Testimonies I shall teach them,
Their sons also, forever on your throne.’

‘Let us go to his dwelling-place;
‘Let us worship at his footstool.’
Rise, O Lord, and go to your resting-place,
You and the ark of your might.

Instrumental

The Lord's chosen Zion for his dwelling-place:
‘My resting-place for ever;
And here I will dwell, for I've desired it.
Abundantly bless your poor with bread.

‘Let us go to his dwelling-place;
‘Let us worship at his footstool.’
Rise, O Lord, and go to your resting-place,
You and the ark of your might.

Instrumental

The priests I will clothe, clothe them with salvation,
And her saints will shout for joy.
There I'll make a horn, make a horn to sprout for David;
Enemies shamed, but on him, his crown will shine.’

‘Let us go to his dwelling-place;
‘Let us worship at his footstool.’
Rise, O Lord, and go to your resting-place,
You and the ark of your might.

Instrumental

Released 2019