^1aTo the choirmaster in singing set to percussion instruments.↑

For the sons of Korah, a Psalm.

^1bHow pleasant your tabernacles are,

O Lord of hosts!

²My being longs for,

And even pines for,

The courtyards of the Lord.

My heart and flesh shout out

To the living God.

³Even the bird has found a home,

And the swallow a nest for herself,

Where she lays her brood.

I long for your altars, O Lord of hosts

– My king and my God.

⁴Happy are those who dwell in your house;

They will repeatedly praise you.

Selah.

⁵Happy is the man

Whose strength is in you.

There are highways in their hearts.

⁶Those who pass through the Valley of Baca

Make it a water-source,

Just as the early rain covers it in blessings.

⁷They go from strength to strength;

He appears before God in Zion.

⁸O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer;

Listen, O God of Jacob.

Selah.

⁹See our shield, O God,

And look at the face of your messiah.

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

I would choose to stand as a doorkeeper at the house of my God

Rather than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹¹For the Lord God is a sun and a shield,

The Lord gives grace and honour;

He does not withhold what is good

From those who walk in integrity.

¹²O Lord of hosts,

Happy is the man

Who trusts in you.