1How dear to me is your dwelling, O Lord of hosts! *
My soul has a desire and longing for the courts of
my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.
2The sparrow has found her a house
and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young; *
by the side of your altars, O Lord of hosts,
my King and my God.
3Happy are they who dwell in your house! *
they will always be praising you.
4Happy are the people whose strength is in you!
whose hearts are set on the pilgrims' way.
5Those who go through the desolate valley will find
it a place of springs, *
for the early rains have covered it with pools of water.
6They will climb from height to height, *
and the God of gods will reveal himself in Zion.
7Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; *
hearken, O God of Jacob.
8Behold our defender, O God; *
and look upon the face of your Anointed.
9For one day in your courts is better than
a thousand in my own room, *
and to stand at the threshold of the house of my God
than to dwell in the tents of the wicked.
10For the Lord God is both sun and shield; *
he will give grace and glory;
11No good thing will the Lord withhold *
from those who walk with integrity.
12O Lord of hosts, *
happy are they who put their trust in you!