Psalms 84

1 Unto the end, for the winepresses, a psalm for the sons of Core. How lovely are thy tabernacles, O Lord of host!

For the leader. On the gittith. Of the Korahites, a psalm. How dearly loved is the place where you live, Lord of hosts!

2 My soul longeth and fainteth for the courts of the Lord. My heart and my flesh have rejoiced in the living God.

How I long and yearn for the courts of the Lord. Now heart and flesh cry for joy to the living God.

3 For the sparrow hath found herself a house, and the turtle a nest for herself where she may lay her young ones: Thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my king and my God.

Even the sparrow has found her a home and the swallow a nest, to lay her young, near your altar, Lord of hosts, my king and my God.

4 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house, O Lord: they shall praise thee for ever and ever.

Happy those who live in your house, praising you evermore. (Selah)

5 Blessed is the man whose help is from thee: in his heart he hath disposed to ascend by steps,

Happy those whose strength is in you, people with pilgrim hearts.

6 In the vale of tears, in the place which be hath set.

As they pass through the valley of tears, they make it a place of fountains, clothed with the blessings of early rain.

7 For the lawgiver shall give a blessing, they shall go from virtue to virtue: the God of gods shall be seen in Sion.

From rampart to rampart on they march, till at last God reveals himself in Zion.

8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob.

Lord, God of hosts, hear my prayer, attend, O God of Jacob. (Selah)

9 Behold, O God our protector: and look on the face of thy Christ.

Behold, O God, our defender, and look upon your anointed,

10 For better is one day in thy courts above thousands. I have chosen to be an abject in the house of my God, rather than to dwell in the tabernacles of sinners.

for better a single day in your courts than a thousand in my own chambers: better stand at the door of the house of my God than live in the tents of ungodliness,

11 For God loveth mercy and truth: the Lord will give grace and glory.

for the Lord is sun and shield, the Lord gives grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from the life that is blameless.

12 He will not deprive of good things them that walk in innocence: O Lord of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.

Lord of hosts, happy those whose trust is in you.