Psalm

84 How lovely your grand tabernacle is,+

O Jehovah of armies!+

 2 My soul has yearned and also pined away for the courtyards of Jehovah.+

My own heart and my very flesh cry out joyfully to the living God.*+

 3 Even the bird itself has found a house,

And the swallow a nest for herself,

Where she has put her young ones—

Your grand altar,* O Jehovah of armies, my King and my God!*

 4 Happy are those dwelling in your house!+

They still keep on praising you.+ Seʹlah.

 5 Happy are the men* whose strength is in you,*+

In whose heart are the highways.+

 6 Passing along through the low plain of the baʹca bushes,+

They turn it into a spring itself;

Even with blessings the instructor+ enwraps himself.

 7 They will walk on from vital energy to vital energy;+

Each one appears to God in Zion.*+

 8 O Jehovah God* of armies, do hear my prayer;+

Do give ear, O God of Jacob.+ Seʹlah.

 9 O shield of ours, see, O God,+

And look upon the face of your anointed one.*+

10 For a day in your courtyards is better than a thousand [elsewhere].+

I have chosen to stand at the threshold in the house of my God+

Rather than to move around in the tents of wickedness.+

11 For Jehovah God is a sun+ and a shield;+

Favor and glory are what he gives.+

Jehovah himself will not hold back anything good from those walking in faultlessness.+