1To the Chief Musician. On an instrument of Gath. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely is Your tabernacle, O Lord of hosts!
2My soul longs, yes, even faints For the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
3Even the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young-- Even Your altars, O Lord of hosts, My King and my God.
4Blessed are those who dwell in Your house; They will still be praising You. Selah
5Blessed is the man whose strength is in You, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.
6As they pass through the Valley of Baca, They make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools.
7They go from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion.
8O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah
9O God, behold our shield, And look upon the face of Your anointed.
10For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11For the Lord God is a sun and shield; The Lord will give grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold From those who walk uprightly.
12O Lord of hosts, Blessed is the man who trusts in You!