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{To the chief Musician.
Upon the Gittith.
Of the sons of Korah.
A Psalm.}
How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Jehovah of hosts!
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My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah;
my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
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Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she layeth her young, thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, my King and my God.
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Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be constantly praising thee.
Selah.
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Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee, — they, in whose heart are the highways.
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Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a well-spring;
yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
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They go from strength to strength: [each one] will appear before God in Zion.
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Jehovah, God of hosts, hear my prayer;
give ear, O God of Jacob.
Selah.
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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 stand at the threshold of the house of my God, than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
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For Jehovah Elohim is a sun and shield: Jehovah will give grace and glory;
no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
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Jehovah of hosts, blessed is the man that confideth in thee!