Psalms 84

1 “For the leader of the music. On the Gittith. A psalm of the sons of Korah.” How lovely are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!

2 My soul longeth, yea, fainteth, for the courts of the LORD; My heart and my flesh cry aloud for the living God.

3 The very sparrow findeth an abode, And the swallow a nest, where they may lay their young, By thine altars, O LORD of hosts, My king and my God!

4 Happy they who dwell in thy house, Who are continually praising thee! (Pause)

5 Happy the man whose glory is in thee, In whose heart are the ways [[to Jerusalem]]!

6 Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a fountain; and the early rain covereth it with blessings.

7 They go on from strength to strength; Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.

8 Hear my prayer, O LORD, God of hosts! Give ear, O God of Jacob! (Pause)

9 Look down, O God! our shield, And behold the face of thine anointed!

10 For a day spent in thy courts is better than a thousand: I would rather stand on the threshold of the house of my God, Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.

11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; The LORD giveth grace and glory; No good thing doth he withhold From them that walk uprightly.

12 O LORD of hosts! Happy the man who trusteth in thee!