LXXXIV LONGING FOR THE TEMPLE WORSHIP
For the Chief Musician; set to the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
［1］ HOW amiable〖Or, lovely.〗 are thy tabernacles,
O Jehovah of hosts!
［2］ My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah;
My heart and my flesh cry〖Or, sing for joy.〗 out unto the living God.
［3］ Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house,
And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts,
My King, and my God.
［4］ Blessed are they that dwell in thy house:
They will be still praising thee. ［Selah
［5］ Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee;
In whose heart are the highways to Zion.
［6］ Passing through the valley of Weeping〖Or, balsam trees.Heb. Baca. See 2 S. 5. 23.〗 they make it a place of springs;
Yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
［7］ They go from strength to strength;
Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
［8］ O Jehovah God of hosts, hear my prayer;
Give ear, O God of Jacob. ［Selah
［9］ Behold, O God our shield,
And look upon the face of thine anointed.
［10］ For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand.
I had rather be〖Or, stand at the threshold of &c.〗 a doorkeeper in the house of my God,
Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
［11］ For Jehovah God is a sun and a shield:
Jehovah will give grace and glory;
No good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
［12］ O Jehovah of hosts,
Blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.