[For the choir director: on the Gittith. A psalm of the sons of Korah.] How lovely is Your dwelling place, LORD of Hosts.

I long and yearn for the courts of the LORD; my heart and flesh cry out for the living God.

Even a sparrow finds a home, and a swallow, a nest for herself where she places her young-- near Your altars, LORD of Hosts, my King and my God.

How happy are those who reside in Your house, who praise You continually. Selah

Happy are the people whose strength is in You, whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.

As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a source of springwater; even the autumn rain will cover it with blessings.

They go from strength to strength; each appears before God in Zion.

LORD God of Hosts, hear my prayer; listen, God of Jacob. Selah

Consider our shield, God; look on the face of Your anointed one.

Better a day in Your courts than a thousand [anywhere else]. I would rather be at the door of the house of my God than to live in the tents of the wicked.

For the LORD God is a sun and shield. The LORD gives grace and glory; He does not withhold the good from those who live with integrity.

LORD of Hosts, happy is the person who trusts in You!