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1 For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Korah, concerning the winepresses.
2 How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!
3 My soul longs, and faints for the courts of the Lord:
My heart and my flesh have exulted in the living God.
4 Yea, the sparrow has found himself a home,
And the turtledove a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even thine altars, O Lord of hosts,
My King, and my God.
5 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house:
They will praise thee evermore. Pause.
6 Blessed is the man whose help is of thee, O Lord;
In his heart he has purposed to go up
7 The Valley of Weeping, to the place which he has appointed,
For there the lawgiver will grant blessings.
8 They shall go from strength to strength:
The God of gods shall be seen in Zion.
9 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer:
Hearken, O God of Jacob. Pause.
10 Behold, O God our defender,
And look upon the face of thine anointed.
11 For one day in thy courts is better than thousands.
I would rather be an abject in the house of God,
Than dwell in the tents of sinners.
12 For the Lord loves mercy and truth:
God will give grace and glory:
The Lord will not withhold good things from them that walk in innocence.
13 O Lord of hosts, blessed is the man that trusts in thee.