Psalms 84:1-8

¹To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!

²My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord: My heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.

³Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.

⁴Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: They will be still praising thee. Selah.

⁵Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; In whose heart are the ways of them.

⁶Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; The rain also filleth the pools.

⁷They go from strength to strength, Every one of them in Zion appeareth before God.

⁸O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: Give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.