The Psalms 84

Longing for God’s House

To the chief Musician upon Git’tith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!

My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD:

my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.

Yea, the sparrow hath found a house,

and the swallow a nest for herself,

where she may lay her young,

even thine altars, O LORD of hosts,

my King, and my God.

Blessed are they that dwell in thy house:

they will be still praising thee.

Selah.

Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee;

in whose heart are the ways of them.

Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well;

the rain also filleth the pools.

They go from strength to strength,

every one of them in Zion appeareth before God.

O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer:

give ear, O God of Jacob.

Selah.

Behold, O God our shield,

and look upon the face of thine anointed.

For a day in thy 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.

For 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.

O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.

Published by The American Bible Society