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!
To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh 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.
My soul, longeth—yea even languisheth—for the courts of Yahweh, —My heart and my flesh, shout aloud for a 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, hath found a home, And, the swallow, a nest for herself, where she hath laid her young, Thine altars, O Yahweh 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.
How happy are they who abide in thy house, —Still are they praising thee. (Selah)
5 Blessed is the man whose help is from thee: in his heart he hath disposed to ascend by steps,
How happy the men whose strength is in thee, Festive processions are in their heart.
6 In the vale of tears, in the place which be hath set.
Passing through the balsam-vale, A place of fountains, they make it, Yea, with blessings, is it covered by the 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.
They go from strength to strength, Each one appeareth before God in Zion.
8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob.
O Yahweh, God of hosts, hear thou my prayer, —Give hear, thou God of Jacob. (Selah)
9 Behold, O God our protector: and look on the face of thy Christ.
Our Shield, behold thou, O God, And look upon the face of thine Anointed One.
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 is a day in thy courts, than a thousand, I choose rather to stand at the threshold in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of lawlessness.
11 For God loveth mercy and truth: the Lord will give grace and glory.
For, a sun and shield, is Yahweh God, —Grace and glory, will Yahweh give, He will not withhold what is good, from them who walk without blame.
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.
O Yahweh of hosts! How happy the man who trusteth in thee!
