Psalm 84

The Joy of Worshiping in the Temple

84For the music director; on the Gittith.

Of the sons of Korah. A psalm.^a

¹How lovely are your dwelling places,

O Yahweh of hosts!

²My soul longs and even fails

for the courtyards of Yahweh.

My heart and flesh sing for joy

to the living God.

³Even a bird finds a home, and a swallow a nest for herself,

where she may lay her young,

near your altars, O Yahweh of hosts,

my king and my God.

⁴Blessed are those who dwell in your house;^b

they can ever praise you. Selah

⁵Blessed is the man whose strength is in you;

in their heart are the highways to Zion.

⁶Passing through the Valley of Baca,^c

they make it a spring.

The early rain covers it with blessings^d as well.

⁷They go from strength to strength,

until each appears before God in Zion.^e

⁸O Yahweh, God of hosts, hear my prayer;

give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah

⁹Look at our shield, O God,

and have regard for the face of your anointed one.

¹⁰Because better is a day in your courtyards

than a thousand elsewhere.

I would rather be at the threshold of the house^f of my God

than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹¹Because Yahweh God is a sun and a shield;

Yahweh gives grace and honor.

He does not withhold good from those who walk blamelessly.

¹²O Yahweh of hosts,

blessed is the man who trusts you.