1 > How lovely are your dwellings, Yahweh of Hosts!

2 My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of Yahweh. My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

3 Yes, the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young, Near your altars, Yahweh of Hosts, my King, and my God.

4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house. They are always praising you. Selah.

5 Blessed are those whose strength is in you; Who have set their hearts on a pilgrimage.

6 Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.

7 They go from strength to strength. Everyone of them appears before God in Zion.

8 Yahweh, God of hosts, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. Selah.

9 Behold, God our shield, Look at the face of your anointed.

10 For 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.

11 For Yahweh God is a sun and a shield. Yahweh will give grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from those who walk blamelessly.

12 Yahweh of Hosts, Blessed is the man who trusts in you.