1{To the chief Musician. Upon the Gittith. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.} How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Jehovah of hosts!
2My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
3Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she layeth her young, thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, my King and my God.
4Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be constantly praising thee. Selah.
5Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee, they, in whose heart are the highways.
6Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a well-spring; yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
7They go from strength to strength: each one will appear before God in Zion.
8Jehovah, God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.
9Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed.
10For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11For Jehovah Elohim is a sun and shield: Jehovah will give grace and glory; no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12Jehovah of hosts, blessed is the man that confideth in thee!