Psalm, 84

For the director; upon the Gitʹtith.^*1 Of the sons of Korʹah. A melody.

¹ How lovely^*1 your grand tabernacle is, O Jehovah of armies!

² My whole being^*1 yearns, Yes, I am faint with longing, For the courtyards of Jehovah. My heart and my flesh shout joyfully to the living God.

³ Even the bird finds a home there And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she cares for her young Near your grand altar, O Jehovah of armies, My King and my God!

⁴ Happy are those dwelling in your house! They continue to praise you. (Selah)

⁵ Happy are the men who find their strength in you, Whose hearts are set on the highways.

⁶ When they pass through the Baʹca Valley,^*1 They make it into a place of springs; And the early rain clothes it^*2 with blessings.

⁷ They will walk on from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion.

⁸ O Jehovah God of armies, hear my prayer; Listen, O God of Jacob. (Selah)

⁹ Look, our shield and our God,^*1 Look upon the face of your anointed one.

¹⁰ For a day in your courtyards is better than a thousand anywhere else! I choose to stand at the threshold of the house of my God Rather than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹¹ For Jehovah God is a sun and a shield; He gives favor and glory. Jehovah will not hold back anything good From those walking in integrity.

¹² O Jehovah of armies, Happy is the man who trusts in you.