Psalms 84

¹For the music director, upon the Gittite lyre, a psalm of the sons of Korah.

²How lovely are Your tabernacles, Adonai -Tzva’ot !

³My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of Adonai . My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.

⁴Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young —near Your altars, Adonai -Tzva’ot — my King and my God!

⁵Blessed are they who dwell in Your House —they are ever praising You. Selah

⁶Blessed is one whose strength is in You, in whose heart are the pilgrim roads.

⁷Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a spring. The early rain covers it with blessings.

⁸They go from strength to strength— every one of them appears before God in Zion.

⁹Adonai -Tzva’ot , hear my prayer, give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah

¹⁰O God, look at our shield, and look upon the face of Your anointed.

¹¹For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand anywhere else. I would rather stand at the threshold of the House of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹²For Adonai Elohim is a sun and a shield. Adonai gives grace and glory. No good thing will He withhold from those who walk uprightly.

¹³Adonai -Tzva’ot , blessed is the one who trusts in You.