Psalms 84
1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh of hosts!
Psalmus, in finem, Pro torcularibus filiis Core. Quam dilecta tabernacula tua Domine virtutum:
2 My soul, longeth—yea even languisheth—for the courts of Yahweh, —My heart and my flesh, shout aloud for a Living GOD.
concupiscit, et deficit anima mea in atria Domini: Cor meum, et caro mea exultaverunt in Deum vivum.
3 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!
Etenim passer invenit sibi domum: et turtur nidum, ubi ponat pullos suos. Altaria tua Domine virtutum: rex meus, et Deus meus.
4 How happy are they who abide in thy house, —Still are they praising thee. (Selah)
Beati, qui habitant in domo tua Domine: in saecula saeculorum laudabunt te.
5 How happy the men whose strength is in thee, Festive processions are in their heart.
Beatus vir, cuius est auxilium abs te: ascensiones in corde suo disposuit,
6 Passing through the balsam-vale, A place of fountains, they make it, Yea, with blessings, is it covered by the early rain.
in valle lacrymarum in loco, quem posuit.
7 They go from strength to strength, Each one appeareth before God in Zion.
Etenim benedictionem dabit legislator, ibunt de virtute in virtutem: videbitur Deus deorum in Sion.
8 O Yahweh, God of hosts, hear thou my prayer, —Give hear, thou God of Jacob. (Selah)
Domine Deus virtutum exaudi orationem meam: auribus percipe Deus Iacob.
9 Our Shield, behold thou, O God, And look upon the face of thine Anointed One.
Protector noster aspice Deus: et respice in faciem Christi tui.
10 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.
Quia melior est dies una in atriis tuis super millia. Elegi abiectus esse in domo Dei mei: magis quam habitare in tabernaculis peccatorum.
11 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.
Quia misericordiam, et veritatem diligit Deus: gratiam, et gloriam dabit Dominus.
12 O Yahweh of hosts! How happy the man who trusteth in thee!
Non privabit bonis eos, qui ambulant in innocentia: Domine virtutum, beatus homo, qui sperat in te.
