1 To the chief music-maker; put to the Gittith A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. 2 \84:1\How dear are your tents, O Lord of armies!3 \84:2\The passion of my soul's desire is for the house of the Lord; my heart and my flesh are crying out for the living God.4 \84:3\The little birds have places for themselves, where they may put their young, even your altars, O Lord of armies, my King and my God.5 \84:4\Happy are they whose resting-place is in your house: they will still be praising you. (Selah.)6 \84:5\Happy is the man whose strength is in you; in whose heart are the highways to Zion.7 \84:6\Going through the valley of balsam-trees, they make it a place of springs; it is clothed with blessings by the early rain.8 \84:7\They go from strength to strength; every one of them comes before God in Zion.9 \84:8\O Lord God of armies, let my prayer come to you: give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah.)10 \84:9\O God, let your eyes be on him who is our safe cover, and let your heart be turned to your king.11 \84:10\For a day in your house is better than a thousand. It is better to be a door-keeper in the house of my God, than to be living in the tents of sin.12 \84:11\The Lord God is our sun and our strength: the Lord will give grace and glory: he will not keep back any good thing from those whose ways are upright.13 \84:12\O Lord of armies, happy is the man whose hope is in you.

1 Vir die musiekleier; op die Gittiet. Van die kinders van Korag. 'n Psalm.2 Hoe lieflik is u woninge, o HERE van die leërskare!3 My siel verlang, ja, smag na die voorhowe van die HERE; my hart en my vlees jubel uit tot die lewende God.4 Selfs vind die mossie 'n huis en die swaweltjie 'n nes vir haar, waar sy haar kleintjies neerlê, naamlik u altare, HERE van die leërskare, my Koning en my God!5 Welgeluksalig is hulle wat woon in u huis; hulle prys U gedurig. Sela.6 Welgeluksalig is die mens wie se sterkte in U is, in wie se hart die gebaande weë is.7 As hulle deur die Droë Laagte trek, maak hulle dit 'n fonteinland; ook oordek die vroeë reën dit met seëninge.8 Hulle gaan van krag tot krag; elkeen van hulle sal verskyn voor God in Sion.9 HERE, God van die leërskare, hoor my gebed; luister tog, o God van Jakob! Sela.10 o God, ons skild, kyk en aanskou die aangesig van u gesalfde.11 Want 'n dag in u voorhowe is beter as duisend; ek wil liewer by die drumpel staan in die huis van my God as om te woon in die tente van goddeloosheid.12 Want die HERE God is 'n son en skild; die HERE sal genade en eer gee; Hy sal die goeie nie onthou aan die wat in opregtheid wandel nie. [ (Psalms 84:13) HERE van die leërskare, welgeluksalig is die mens wat op U vertrou! ]