Psalms 84

For the chief musician; set to the Gittith style. A psalm of the sons of Korah.

1 How lovely is the place where you live,

Yahweh of hosts!

2 I long for the courts of Yahweh, my desire for it has made me exhausted.

My heart and all of my being call out to the living God.

3 Even the sparrow has found her a house

and the swallow a nest for herself where she may lay her young

near your altars, Yahweh of hosts,

my King, and my God.

4 Blessed are they who live in your house;

they praise you continually.

Selah

5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in you,

in whose heart are the highways up to Zion.

6 Passing through the Valley of Tears, they find springs of water to drink.

The early rains cover it with blessings. [a]

7 They go from strength to strength;

every one of them appears before God in Zion.

8 Yahweh God of hosts, hear my prayer;

God of Jacob, listen to what I am saying!

Selah

9 God, watch over our shield;

show concern for your anointed.

10 For one day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere.

I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God,

than to live within the tents of the wicked.

11 For Yahweh God is our sun and shield;

Yahweh will give grace and glory;

he does not withhold any good thing from those who walk in integrity.

12 Yahweh of hosts,

blessed is the man who trusts in you.