Psalms 84

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[1]The Psalmist longing for the temple worship, [4]sheweth the blessedness of attending thereupon: [8]he prayeth to be restored to it.

To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

1. How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!

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 an 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.

9. Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed.

10. For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

11. For the LORD God is a sun and shield: the LORD will give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.

12. O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.

Metrical version

Psalm 84

C.M. Wetherby

How lovely is thy dwelling-place,
O LORD of hosts, to me!
The tabernacles of thy grace
how pleasant, LORD, they be!

My thirsty soul longs veh'mently,
yea faints, thy courts to see:
My very heart and flesh cry out,
O living God, for thee.

Behold, the sparrow findeth out
an house wherein to rest;
The swallow also for herself
hath purchased a nest;

Ev'n thine own altars, where she safe
her young ones forth may bring,
O thou almighty LORD of hosts,
who art my God and King.

Bless'd are they in thy house that dwell,
they ever give thee praise.
Bless'd is the man whose strength thou art,
in whose heart are thy ways:

Who passing thorough Baca's vale,
therein do dig up wells;
Also the rain that falleth down
the pools with water fills.

So they from strength unwearied go
still forward unto strength,
Until in Zion they appear
before the Lord at length.

LORD God of hosts, my prayer hear;
O Jacob's God, give ear.
See God our shield, look on the face
of thine anointed dear.

For in thy courts one day excels
a thousand; rather in
My God's house will I keep a door,
than dwell in tents of sin.

For God the LORD's a sun and shield:
he'll grace and glory give;
And will withhold no good from them
that uprightly do live.

O thou that art the LORD of hosts,
that man is truly blessed,
Who by assured confidence
on thee alone doth rest.