- 1How lovely are your dwellings, the Lord of Hosts!
- 2My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of the Lord. 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, the Lord of Hosts, my King, and my God.
- 4Blessed are those who dwell in your house. They are always praising you. Selah.
- 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. Everyone of them appears before God in Zion.
- 8The Lord, God of Armies, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. Selah.
- 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 the Lord God is a sun and a shield. The Lord will give grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from those who walk blamelessly.
- 12The Lord of Hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in you.