Psalms 84:1-7

¹“To the chief musician upon Gittith, by the sons of Korach, a psalm.” (84:2) How lovely are thy dwelling-places, O Lord of hosts!

²(84:3) My soul desired, yea, it also longed for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh shout with joy unto the living God.

³(84:4) Even as the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young:—have I found thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.

⁴(84:5) Happy are they who dwell in thy house: they will be continually praising thee. Selah.

⁵(84:6) Happy is the man whose strong confidence is in thee, all whose heart reflecteth on the paths of righteousness.

⁶(84:7) Passing through the valley of weeping, they will change it into a spring: also the early rain covereth it with blessings.

⁷(84:8) They go from strength to strength, each of them appeareth before God in Zion.