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1 Unto the end, for the winepresses, a psalm for the sons of Core. How lovely are thy tabernacles, O Lord of host! 2 my soul longeth and fainteth for the courts of the Lord. My heart and my flesh have rejoiced in the living God. 3 For the sparrow hath found herself a house, and the turtle a nest for herself where she may lay her young ones: Thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my king and my God. 4 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house, O Lord: they shall praise thee for ever and ever. Psalms 84:1-4, Douay-Rheims Bible. Public domain.
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