LEB(i)
1 For the music director; on the Gittith. Of the sons of Korah. A psalm.*
How lovely are your dwelling places, O Yahweh of hosts! 2 My soul longs and even fails for the courtyards of Yahweh. My heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God. 3 Even a bird finds a home, and a swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, near your altars, O Yahweh of hosts, my king and my God. 4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house;* they can ever praise you. Selah
How lovely are your dwelling places, O Yahweh of hosts! 2 My soul longs and even fails for the courtyards of Yahweh. My heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God. 3 Even a bird finds a home, and a swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, near your altars, O Yahweh of hosts, my king and my God. 4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house;* they can ever praise you. Selah