1 To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts! for the sons: or, of the sons2 My soul longeth, and, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thy altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.4 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee. Selah.5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; in whose heart are the ways of them.6 Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also filleth the pools. Baca…: or, mulberry trees make him a well, etcfilleth: Heb. covereth7 They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God. strength to…: or, company to company8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.9 Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of thy anointed.10 For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. I had…: Heb. I would choose rather to sit at the threshold11 For the LORD God is a sun and shield: the LORD will give grace and glory: no good will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.12 O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.