My Soul Longs for the Courts of the Lord

To the choirmaster: according to pThe Gittith.1 A Psalm of qthe Sons of Korah.

¹How rlovely is your sdwelling place,

O Lord of hosts!

²My soul tlongs, yes, ufaints

for the courts of the Lord;

my heart and flesh sing for joy

to vthe living God.

³Even the sparrow finds a home,

and the swallow a nest for herself,

where she may lay her young,

at your altars, O Lord of hosts,

wmy King and my God.

⁴xBlessed are those who dwell in your house,

ever ysinging your praise! Selah

⁵Blessed are those whose strength is in you,

zin whose heart are the highways to Zion.2

⁶As they go through the Valley of Baca

they make it a place of springs;

athe early rain also covers it with bpools.

⁷They go cfrom strength to strength;

each one dappears before God in Zion.

⁸O eLord God of hosts, hear my prayer;

give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah

⁹fBehold our gshield, O God;

look on the face of your anointed!

¹⁰For a day hin your courts is better

than a thousand elsewhere.

I would rather be ia doorkeeper in the house of my God

than dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹¹For the Lord God is ja sun and gshield;

the Lord bestows favor and honor.

kNo good thing does he withhold

from those who lwalk uprightly.

¹²O Lord of hosts,

mblessed is the one who trusts in you!