2 My soul longeth, yea, 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 a house,and the swallow a nest for herself,where she may lay her young, even thine 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.
7 They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God.
8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer:give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.