Psalms 84

LITV(i) 1 To the chief musician. On Gittith. A Psalm for the sons of Korah. How lovely are Your dwellings, O Jehovah of hosts! 2 My soul longs and even faints for the courts of Jehovah; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. 3 Even the sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, on Your altars, O Jehovah of hosts, my King and my God. 4 Blessed are they who dwell in Your house; they will always be praising You. 5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in You; Your ways are in their hearts. 6 Passing through the valley of weeping, they will make it a fountain; even the early rain covers with blessings. 7 They go from strength to strength, being seen in Zion before God. 8 O Jehovah God of hosts, hear my prayer; listen, O God of Jacob. Selah. 9 Behold, O God, our shield; and look upon the face of Your anointed. 10 For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand; I have chosen to stand at the threshold in the house of my God rather than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. 11 For Jehovah God is a sun and shield; Jehovah will give grace and glory; He will withhold nothing good from those who walk in integrity. 12 O Jehovah of hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in You!