2 My soul longs, yes, even faintsFor the courts of the Lord;My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
3 Even the sparrow has found a home,And the swallow a nest for herself,Where she may lay her young—Even Your altars, O Lord of hosts,My King and my God.
4 Blessed are those who dwell in Your house;They will still be praising You.Selah
5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in You,Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.
6 As they pass through the Valley of Baca,They make it a spring;The rain also covers it with pools.
7 They go from strength to strength;Each one appears before God in Zion.
8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer;Give ear, O God of Jacob!Selah