Psalm 84

¹How lovely are your dwellings,

Yahweh of Armies!

²My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of Yahweh.

My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

³Yes, the sparrow has found a home,

and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young,

near your altars, Yahweh of Armies, my King, and my God.

⁴Blessed are those who dwell in your house.

They are always praising you.

⁵Blessed are those whose strength is in you,

who have set their hearts on a pilgrimage.

⁶Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs.

Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.

⁷They go from strength to strength.

Every one of them appears before God in Zion.

⁸Yahweh, God of Armies, hear my prayer.

Listen, God of Jacob.

⁹Behold, God our shield,

look at 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 to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹¹For Yahweh God is a sun and a shield.

Yahweh will give grace and glory.

He withholds no good thing from those who walk blamelessly.

¹²Yahweh of Armies,

blessed is the man who trusts in you.