To the chief Musician upon Gittiyth, A Mizmor for the sons of Qorach.
HOW amiable are your Tabernacles, O Yahuah Tseva'oth!
My soul longs, yea, even faints for the courts of Yahuah: my heart and my flesh cries out for the living El.
Yea, the sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even your altars, O Yahuah Tseva'oth, my King, and my Elohiym.
Blessed are they that dwell in your house: they will be still praising you. Celah.
Blessed is the man whose strength is in you; in whose heart are the ways of them.
Who passing through the valley of Baka make it a well; the rain also fills the pools.
They go from strength to strength, everyone of them in Tsiyon appears before Elohiym.
O Yahuah Elohiym Tseva'oth, hear my prayer: give ear, O Elohai of Ya`aqov. Celah.
Behold, O Elohiym our shield, and look upon the face of your anointed.
For a day in your courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my Elohiym, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For Yahuah Elohiym is a sun and shield: Yahuah will give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
O Yahuah Tseva'oth, blessed is the man that trusts in you.