1 O [a]Lord of hosts, how amiable are thy Tabernacles?
2 My soul longeth, yea, and fainted for the [b]courts of the Lord: for my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest for her, where she may lay her young: even by thine [c]altars, O Lord of hosts, my king and my God.
4 Blessed are they that dwell in thine house, they will ever praise thee. Selah.
5 Blessed is the man whose [d]strength is in thee, and in whose heart are thy ways.
6 They going through the valley of [e]Baca, make wells therein: the rain also covereth the pools.
7 They go from [f]strength to strength, till every one appear before God in Zion.