The Book of Psalms. The Harvard Classics. 190914.
Book III
LXXXIV
Longing for the Temple Worship
For the Chief Musician; set to the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
[1 ] HOW amiable 1 are thy tabernacles, O Jehovah of hosts!
[2 ] My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah; My heart and my flesh cry 2 out unto the living God.
[3 ] Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, My King, and my God.
[4 ] Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: They will be still praising thee. [Selah
[5 ] Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; In whose heart are the highways to Zion.
[6 ] Passing through the valley of Weeping 3 they make it a place of springs; Yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
[7 ] They go from strength to strength; Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
[8 ] O Jehovah God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob. [Selah
[9 ] Behold, O God our shield, And look upon the face of thine anointed.
[10 ] For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be 4 a doorkeeper in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
[11 ] For Jehovah God is a sun and a shield: Jehovah will give grace and glory; No good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
[12 ] O Jehovah of hosts, Blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.