Psalms 84

1 For the chief musician; set to the Gittith style. A psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely is the place where you live, Yahweh of hosts!

2 I long for the courts of Yahweh, my desire for it has made me exhausted. My heart and all of my being call out to the living God.

3 Even the sparrow has found her a house and the swallow a nest for herself where she may lay her young near your altars, Yahweh of hosts, my King, and my God.

4 Blessed are they who live in your house; they praise you continually. (Selah)

5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in you, in whose heart are the highways up to Zion.

6 Passing through the Valley of Tears, they find springs of water to drink. The early rains cover it with blessings.

7 They go from strength to strength; every one of them appears before God in Zion.

8 Yahweh God of hosts, hear my prayer; God of Jacob, listen to what I am saying! (Selah)

9 God, watch over our shield; show concern for your anointed.

10 For one day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to live within the tents of the wicked.

11 For Yahweh God is our sun and shield; Yahweh will give grace and glory; he does not withhold any good thing from those who walk in integrity.

12 Yahweh of hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in you.