תהילים 84
| לַמְנַצֵּחַ עַֽל־הַגִּתִּית לִבְנֵי־קֹרַח מִזְמֽוֹר׃ מַה־יְּדִידוֹת מִשְׁכְּנוֹתֶיךָ יְהוָה צְבָאֽוֹת׃ | 1 |
For the leader. On the gittith. Of the Korahites, a psalm. How dearly loved is the place where you live, Lord of hosts!
| נִכְסְפָה וְגַם־כָּלְתָה ׀ נַפְשִׁי לְחַצְרוֹת יְהוָה לִבִּי וּבְשָׂרִי יְרַנְּנוּ אֶל אֵֽל־חָֽי׃ | 2 |
How I long and yearn for the courts of the Lord. Now heart and flesh cry for joy to the living God.
| גַּם־צִפּוֹר ׀ מָצְאָה בַיִת וּדְרוֹר ׀ קֵן לָהּ אֲשֶׁר־שָׁתָה אֶפְרֹחֶיהָ אֶֽת־מִזְבְּחוֹתֶיךָ יְהוָה צְבָאוֹת מַלְכִּי וֵאלֹהָֽי׃ | 3 |
Even the sparrow has found her a home and the swallow a nest, to lay her young, near your altar, Lord of hosts, my king and my God.
| אַשְׁרֵי יוֹשְׁבֵי בֵיתֶךָ עוֹד יְֽהַלְלוּךָ סֶּֽלָה׃ | 4 |
Happy those who live in your house, praising you evermore. (Selah)
| אַשְׁרֵי אָדָם עֽוֹז־לוֹ בָךְ מְסִלּוֹת בִּלְבָבָֽם׃ | 5 |
Happy those whose strength is in you, people with pilgrim hearts.
| עֹבְרֵי ׀ בְּעֵמֶק הַבָּכָא מַעְיָן יְשִׁיתוּהוּ גַּם־בְּרָכוֹת יַעְטֶה מוֹרֶֽה׃ | 6 |
As they pass through the valley of tears, they make it a place of fountains, clothed with the blessings of early rain.
| יֵלְכוּ מֵחַיִל אֶל־חָיִל יֵרָאֶה אֶל־אֱלֹהִים בְּצִיּֽוֹן׃ | 7 |
From rampart to rampart on they march, till at last God reveals himself in Zion.
| יְהוָה אֱלֹהִים צְבָאוֹת שִׁמְעָה תְפִלָּתִי הַאֲזִינָה אֱלֹהֵי יַעֲקֹב סֶֽלָה׃ | 8 |
Lord, God of hosts, hear my prayer, attend, O God of Jacob. (Selah)
| מָגִנֵּנוּ רְאֵה אֱלֹהִים וְהַבֵּט פְּנֵי מְשִׁיחֶֽךָ׃ | 9 |
Behold, O God, our defender, and look upon your anointed,
| כִּי טֽוֹב־יוֹם בַּחֲצֵרֶיךָ מֵאָלֶף בָּחַרְתִּי הִסְתּוֹפֵף בְּבֵית אֱלֹהַי מִדּוּר בְּאָהֳלֵי־רֶֽשַׁע׃ | 10 |
for better a single day in your courts than a thousand in my own chambers: better stand at the door of the house of my God than live in the tents of ungodliness,
| כִּי שֶׁמֶשׁ ׀ וּמָגֵן יְהוָה אֱלֹהִים חֵן וְכָבוֹד יִתֵּן יְהוָה לֹא יִמְנַע־טוֹב לַֽהֹלְכִים בְּתָמִֽים׃ | 11 |
for the Lord is sun and shield, the Lord gives grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from the life that is blameless.
| יְהוָה צְבָאוֹת אַֽשְׁרֵי אָדָם בֹּטֵחַ בָּֽךְ׃ | 12 |
Lord of hosts, happy those whose trust is in you.
