To the chief Musician upon
Gittith,
A Psalm for the sons of Korah.
How
amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!
02 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the
courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh crieth
out for the living God.
03 Yea, the sparrow hath found an 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.
04 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they
will be still praising thee. Selah.
05 Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee;
in whose heart are the ways of them.
06 Who passing through the valley of Baca make it
a well; the rain also filleth the pools.
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07 They go from strength to strength, every one
of them in Zion appeareth before God.
08 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear,
O God of Jacob. Selah.
09 Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the
face of thine anointed.
10 For a day in thy courts is better than a
thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the
house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of
wickedness.
11 For the Lord God is a sun and shield: the Lord
will give grace and glory: no good thing will he
withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12 O Lord of hosts, blessed is the man that
trusteth in thee.
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