| Chapter 84 |
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How lovely are your dwellings, Yahweh of Hosts! |
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My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of Yahweh. My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. |
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Yes, the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young, Near your altars, Yahweh of Hosts, My King, and my God. |
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Blessed are those who dwell in your house. They are always praising you. Selah. |
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Blessed is the man whose strength is in you; Who have set their hearts on a pilgrimage. |
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Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings. |
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They go from strength to strength. Everyone of them appears before God in Zion. |
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Yahweh, God of hosts, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. Selah. |
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Behold, God our shield, Look at 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 to dwell in the tents of wickedness. |
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For Yahweh God is a sun and a shield. Yahweh will give grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from those who walk blamelessly. |
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Yahweh of Hosts, Blessed is the man who trusts in you. Psalm 85 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. |
