Psalms 84
1 For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
2 My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of the LORD; My heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young; Thine altars, O LORD of hosts, My King, and my God—
4 Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, They are ever praising Thee. Selah
5 Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; In whose heart are the highways.
6 Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; Yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.
7 They go from strength to strength, Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah
9 Behold, O God our shield, And look upon the face of Thine anointed.
10 For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand; I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; The LORD giveth grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12 O LORD of hosts, Happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.