How lovely is your dwelling-place :
O Lord God of hosts!
My soul has a desire and longing to enter the courts of the Lord :
my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.
The sparrow has found her a home,
and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young :
even your altar, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house :
they will always be praising you.
Blessed is the man whose strength is in you :
in whose heart are the highways to Zion;
Who, going through the valley of dryness,
finds there a spring from which to drink :
till the autumn rain shall clothe it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength :
they appear, every one of them, before the God of gods in Zion.
O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer :
give ear, O God of Jacob.
Behold, O God, him who reigns over us :
and look upon the face of your anointed.
One day in your courts is better than a thousand :
I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of ungodliness.
For the Lord God is a rampart and a shield,
the Lord gives favour and honour :
and no good thing will he withhold
from those who walk in innocence.
O Lord God of hosts :
blessed is the man who puts his trust in you.