4 If I give sleep to mine eyes, To mine eyelids -- slumber,
         
                                
                        5 Till I do find a place for Jehovah, Tabernacles for the  Mighty One of Jacob.
         
                                
                        6 `Lo, we have heard it in Ephratah, We have found it in the  fields of the forest.
         
                                
                        7 We come in to His tabernacles, We bow ourselves at His  footstool.
         
                                
                        8 Arise, O Jehovah, to Thy rest, Thou, and the ark of Thy  strength,
         
                                
                        9 Thy priests do put on righteousness, And Thy pious ones  cry aloud.
         
                                
                        10 For the sake of David Thy servant, Turn not back the face  of Thine anointed.