Psalms 84

1For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O YHWH of hosts!

2My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of YHWH; My heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.

3Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young; Thine altars, O YHWH of hosts, My King, and my God—

4Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, They are ever praising Thee. Selah

5Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; In whose heart are the highways.

6Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; Yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.

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

8O YHWH God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah

9Behold, O God our shield, And look upon the face of Thine anointed.

10For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand; I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

11For YHWH God is a sun and a shield; YHWH giveth grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.

12O YHWH of hosts, Happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.