My Soul Longs for the Courts of the LORD

To the choirmaster: according to the GITTITH.84:0 Probably a musical or liturgical term A Psalm of the Sons of Korah.

1How lovely is your dwelling place,

O LORD of hosts!

2My soul longs, yes, faints

for the courts of the LORD;

my heart and flesh sing for joy

to the living God.

3Even the sparrow finds a home,

and the swallow a nest for herself,

where she may lay her young,

at your altars, O LORD of hosts,

my King and my God.

4Blessed are those who dwell in your house,

ever singing your praise! Selah

5Blessed are those whose strength is in you,

in whose heart are the highways to Zion.84:5 Hebrew lacks to Zion

6As they go through the Valley of Baca

they make it a place of springs;

the early rain also covers it with pools.

7They go from strength to strength;

each one appears before God in Zion.

8O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer;

give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah

9Behold our shield, O God;

look on the face of your anointed!

10For a day in your courts is better

than a thousand elsewhere.

I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God

than dwell in the tents of wickedness.

11For the LORD God is a sun and shield;

the LORD bestows favour and honour.

No good thing does he withhold

from those who walk uprightly.

12O LORD of hosts,

blessed is the one who trusts in you!