Psalms 84
PSAL. LXXXIV.
To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. ▼▼ for the sons: or, of the sons.
1How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Yhwh of Armies! 2My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Yhwh: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. 3Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Yhwh of Armies, my King, and my God. 4Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee. Selah. 5Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; in whose heart are the ways of them. 6Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also filleth the pools. ▼▼ Baca…: or, mulberry trees make him a well, etc.
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▼▼ filleth: Heb. covereth.
7They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God. ▼▼ strength to…: or, company to company.
8O Yhwh God of Armies, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah. 9Behold, O 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 be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. ▼▼ I had…: Heb. I would choose rather to sit at the threshold.
11For Yhwh God is a sun and shield: Yhwh will give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly. 12O Yhwh of Armies, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
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