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The Book of Psalms
CHAPTER 84. How lovely are thy dwelling places, O LORD of hosts!
2 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.
3 Even the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.
4 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be ever praising thee. Selah.
5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; in whose heart are the ways to Zion.
6 Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the autumn rain also filleth it with pools.
7 They go from strength to strength, every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.
9 Behold our shield O God, and look upon the face of thine anointed.
10 For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11 For the LORD God is a sun and shield: the LORD will give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12 O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
