To the chief Musician *upon Gittith, A Psalm ||for the sons of Korah.
1 *How aamiable are bthy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!
2 cMy soul longeth, yea, even dfainteth for ethe courts of the Lord:
My heart and my flesh crieth out for fthe living God.
3 Yea, the gsparrow hath found an house,
And the gswallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, hmy King, and my God.
4 iBlessed are they that dwell in thy house:
They kwill be still praising thee. Selah.
5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee;
In whose heart are lthe ways of them.
6 Who passing through the valley ||of Baca make it a well;
The mrain also †nfilleth the pools.
7 They go ||ofrom strength to strength,
Every one of them in Zion pappeareth before God.
8 qO Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer:
Give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.
And look upon the face of tthine anointed.
10 For a day in ethy 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 ua sun and sshield:
The Lord will give grace and glory:
xNo good thing will he withhold from them that ywalk uprightly.
zBlessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
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