< Psalms 84 >

1 [For the Chief Musician. On an instrument of Gath. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.] How lovely are your dwellings, Jehovah of hosts. 2 My soul longs, yes, yearns for the courts of Jehovah. My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. 3 Yes, the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young, near your altars, Jehovah of hosts, my King, and my God. 4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house. They are ever praising you. (Selah) 5 Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on a pilgrimage. 6 Passing through the Valley of Baca, he makes it into a spring. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings. 7 They go from strength to strength. Everyone of them appears before God in Zion. 8 Jehovah, the God of hosts, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. (Selah) 9 Look, God our shield, look at the face of your anointed. 10 For a day in your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. 11 For Jehovah God is a sun and a shield. Jehovah will give grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from those who walk blamelessly. 12 Jehovah of hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in you.

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