1 (For the choir director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.) How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts!

2 My soul longed and even yearned for the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.

3 The bird also has found a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even Thine altars, O Lord of hosts, My King and my God.

4 How blessed are those who dwell in Thy house! They are ever praising Thee. Selah.

5 How blessed is the man whose strength is in Thee; In whose heart are the highways [to Zion]!

6 Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a spring, The early rain also covers it with blessings.

7 They go from strength to strength, [Every one of them] appears before God in Zion.

8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah.

9 Behold our shield, O God, And look upon the face of Thine anointed.

10 For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand [outside.] I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.

11 For the Lord God is a sun and shield; The Lord gives grace and glory; No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.

12 O Lord of hosts, How blessed is the man who trusts in Thee!