Psalms 84

1 For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!

The salm of the sones of Chore. Lord of vertues, thi tabernaclis ben greetli loued;

2 My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.

my soule coueitith, and failith in to the porchis of the Lord. Myn herte and my fleische; ful out ioyeden in to quyk God.

3 Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young; Thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God —.

For whi a sparewe fyndith an hous to it silf; and a turtle fyndith a neste to it silf, where it `schal kepe hise bryddis. Lord of vertues, thin auteris; my king, and my God.

4 Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, they are ever praising Thee. (Selah)

Lord, blessid ben thei that dwellen in thin hous; thei schulen preise thee in to the worldis of worldis.

5 Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; in whose heart are the highways.

Blessid is the man, whos help is of thee; he hath disposid stiyngis in his herte,

6 Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.

in the valei of teeris, in the place which he hath set.

7 They go from strength to strength, every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.

For the yyuer of the lawe schal yyue blessyng, thei schulen go fro vertu in to vertu; God of goddis schal be seyn in Sion.

8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah)

Lord God of vertues, here thou my preier; God of Jacob, perseyue thou with eeris.

9 Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of Thine anointed.

God, oure defender, biholde thou; and biholde in to the face of thi crist.

10 For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand; I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

For whi o dai in thin hallis is bettere; than a thousynde. I chees to be `an out cast in the hous of my God; more than to dwelle in the tabernaclis of synneris.

11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; the LORD giveth grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.

For God loueth merci and treuthe; the Lord schal yyue grace and glorie.

12 O LORD of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.

He schal not depriue hem fro goodis, that gon in innocence; Lord of vertues, blessid is the man, that hopith in thee.