For the choirmaster. According to Gittith. A Psalm - of the sons of Korah. How lovely is Your dwelling place , O LORD of Hosts !
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My soul longs , even faints , for the courts of the LORD ; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
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Even the sparrow has found a home , and the swallow a nest where she places her young ... near Your altars , O LORD of Hosts , my King and my God.
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How blessed are those who dwell in Your house ! They are ever praising You. Selah
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Blessed are those whose strength whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.
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As they pass through the Valley of Baca , they make it a place of springs ; even the autumn rain covers it with pools.
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They go from strength to strength , until each appears before God in Zion.
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O LORD God of Hosts , hear my prayer ; give ear , O God of Jacob. Selah
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Take notice of our shield , O God , and look with favor on the face of Your anointed.
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For better is one day in Your courts than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.
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For the LORD God is a sun and a shield ; the LORD gives grace and glory ; He withholds no good thing from those who walk with integrity.
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O LORD of Hosts , how blessed is the man who trusts
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