Psalms 84
To the chief Musician. Upon the Gittith. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.
1How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Jehovah of hosts!2My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living ▼
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God. 3Yea, 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 ▼
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God. 4Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be constantly praising thee. Selah.
5Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee, — they, in whose heart are the highways.
6Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a well-spring; yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
7They go from strength to strength: [each one] will appear before ▼
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God in Zion. 8Jehovah, ▼
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God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O ▼▼84.8 Elohim
God of Jacob. Selah. 9Behold, O ▼
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God our shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed. 10For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my ▼
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God, than dwell in the tents of wickedness. 11For Jehovah Elohim is a sun and shield: Jehovah will give grace and glory; no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12Jehovah of hosts, blessed is the man that confideth in thee!
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