Psalm 84

¹ How amiable, Lord of hosts,

thy tabernacles be!

² My soul longs for Jehovah’s courts,

yea it ev’n faints in me:

mine heart, my flesh also cries out

after the living God.

³ Yea ev’n the sparrow hath found out

an house for her abode,

also the swallow finds her nest

thine altars near unto

where she her young lays: Lord of hosts,

my King, my God also.

⁴ Blest they that dwell within thy house:

still they will give thee praise. Selah.

⁵ Blest is the man whose strength’s in thee,

in whose heart are their ways.

⁶ Who as they pass through Baca’s vale

do make it a fountain:

also the pools that are therein

are filled full of rain.

⁷ From strength to strength they go: to God

in Zion all appear.

⁸ Lord God of hosts, O hear my pray’r,

O Jacob’s God, give ear. Selah.

⁹ Behold, O God, our shield: the face

of thine anointed see.

¹⁰ For better’s in thy courts a day,

than elsewhere thousands be:

I rather had a doorkeeper

be i’th house of my God:

than in the tents of wickedness

to settle mine abode.

¹¹ Because the Lord God is a sun,

he is a shield also:

Jehovah on his people grace

and glory will bestow:

no good thing will he hold from them

that do walk uprightly.

¹² O Lord of hosts, the man is blest

that puts his trust in thee.