Psalms 84

1[To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.] How amiable your tabernacles, O Yahuah of hosts! 2My soul longeth, yes, even fainteth for the courts of the Yahuah: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living Elohim. 3yes, the sparrow has found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, your altars, O Yahuah of hosts, my King, and my Elohim. 4Blessed they that dwell in your house: they will be still praising you. Selah. 5Blessed the man whose strength in you; in whose heart the ways . 6passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also filleth the pools. 7They go from strength to strength, in Zion appeareth before Elohim. 8O Yahuah Elohim of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O Elohim of Jacob. Selah. 9Behold, O Elohim our shield, and look upon the face of your anointed. 10For a day in your courts better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my Elohim, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. 11For the Yahuah Elohim a sun and shield: the Yahuah will give grace and glory: no good will he withhold from them that walk uprightly. 12O Yahuah of hosts, blessed the man that trusteth in you.