1 How amiable are thy habitations, O Lord of the hosts!
2 My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh sing to the living God.
3 Even the sparrow has found a house and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young upon thine altars, O Lord of the hosts, my King and my God.
4 Happy are those that dwell in thy house; they shall continually praise thee. Selah.
5 Happy is the man whose strength is in thee, in whose heart are thy ways,
6 who passing through the valley of Baca, shall make it a well; the rain also shall fill the pools.
7 They go forth in a great multitude; and in order, they shall see God in Zion.