To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah
1How amiable are Your tabernacles, O Lord of hosts! lovely and loved; dwelling places; Jehovahs.f. Tsebaoth
2My soul longs, yea, even faints for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh cries out for the living God.
3Yea, the sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even Your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
4Blessed are they that dwell in Your house: they will be still praising You. Selah.
5Blessed is the man whose strength is in You; in whose heart are the ways of them.
6Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also fills the pools.
7They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appears before God.
8O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah. Elohimp.f. Tsebaoth
9Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of Your anointed.
10For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. temple
11For the Lord God is a sun and shield: the Lord will give grace and glory: no good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12O Lord of hosts, blessed is the man that trusts in you.
