PsaltarenKapitel 84

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For the choirmaster. On the gittith. A psalm of the sons of Korah.<note>Gittith: probably a musical term, perhaps a tune or an instrument; the meaning is uncertain.</note>
How lovely are your dwelling places, LORD of hosts!
My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for joy to the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young — at your altars, LORD of hosts, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house; they are always praising you. Selah
Blessed are those whose strength is in you, in whose hearts are the pilgrim highways.<note>Hebrew reads simply "highways in their hearts"; the image is of roads leading up to the sanctuary, hence the sense of a pilgrim's journey.</note>
As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; the early rain covers it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength, till each appears before God in Zion.
LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah
Look upon our shield, O God; look with favor on the face of your anointed.
Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor. No good thing does he withhold from those who walk uprightly.
LORD of hosts, blessed is the one who trusts in you.