[1]For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.[2]How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 of hosts![3]My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇; my heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.[4]Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young; Thine altars, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 of hosts, my King, and my God—.[5]Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, they are ever praising Thee. Selah[6]Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; in whose heart are the highways.[7]Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.[8]They go from strength to strength, every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.[9]O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah[10]Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of Thine anointed.[11]For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand; I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.[12]For 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 God is a sun and a shield; 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 giveth grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.[13]O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.