How lovely are your dwelling-places,
Adonai Tzva'ot!
My soul yearns, yes, it even faints with longing
for the courtyards of Adonai;
my heart and body cry for joy
to you, the living God.
Like the sparrow who finds herself a home
and the swallow her nest, where she lays her young,
so my resting-place is by your altars,
Adonai Tzva'ot, my king and my God.
How happy are those who live in your house;
they'll never stop praising you!- Selah -
How happy is the man whose strength is in you,
whose heart's desire is to travel to your house!
Passing through the dry Baka Valley,
they make it a place of springs,
and the early rain clothes it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength
and finally appear before God in Tziyon.
Adonai, God of armies,
hear my prayer;
listen, God of Ya'akov.- Selah -
God, see our shield: the king;
look at the face of your anointed.
Better one day in your courtyards
than a thousand days anywhere else!
Better just standing at the door of my God's house
than living in the tents of the wicked.
For the Master, God, is a sun and a shield;
Adonai gives favor and honor;
he won't withhold anything good
from those who walk uprightly!
Adonai Tzva'ot, how happy is the one who trusts in you!
-Psalm 84
Preach it, sons of Korah!
"How blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord."
Now that's something I can get behind. That's something I can say "amen" to, heheh.
Set to music by Israel's Hope:
Shabbat shalom, folks.
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