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To the Chief Musician. [1†]On an instrument of Gath. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. [1] How [2†]lovely is Your tabernacle, O LORD of hosts! |
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[3†]My soul longs, yes, even faints For the courts of the LORD; My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. |
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Even the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young— Even Your altars, O LORD of hosts, My King and my God. |
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Blessed are those who dwell in Your [4†]house; They will still be praising You. Selah |
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Blessed is the man whose strength is in You, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage. |
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As they pass through the Valley [5†]of Baca, They make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools. |
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They go [6†]from strength to strength; Each one [7†]appears before God in Zion. |
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O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah |
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[8†]O God, behold our shield, And look upon the face of Your anointed. |
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For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God Than dwell in the tents of wickedness. |
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For the LORD God is [9†]a sun and [10†]shield; The LORD will give grace and glory; [11†]No good thing will He withhold From those who walk uprightly. |
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O LORD of hosts, [12†]Blessed is the man who trusts in You! |
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