Psalms 84

1 For the choirmaster. According to Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely is Your dwelling place, O LORD of Hosts!

2 My soul longs, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

3 Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she places her young near Your altars, O LORD of Hosts, my King and my God.

4 How blessed are those who dwell in Your house! They are ever praising You.

5 Blessed are those whose strength is in You, whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.

6 As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; even the autumn rain covers it with pools.

7 They go from strength to strength, until each appears before God in Zion.

8 O LORD God of Hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob.

9 Take notice of our shield, O God, and look with favor on the face of Your anointed.

10 For better is one day in Your courts than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.

11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; the LORD gives grace and glory; He withholds no good thing from those who walk with integrity.

12 O LORD of Hosts, how blessed is the man who trusts in You!