Ps 84
1 
               How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
               2 
               My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh
                  sing for joy unto the living God.
                  
               3 
               Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she
                  may lay her young; Thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God--.
                  
               4 
               Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, they are ever praising Thee. Selah
               5 
               Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; in whose heart are the highways.
               6 
               Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; yea, the early
                  rain clotheth it with blessings.
                  
               7 
               They go from strength to strength, every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
               8 
               O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah
               9 
               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 to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
                  
               11 
               For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; the LORD giveth grace and glory; no good thing
                  will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
                  
               12 
               O LORD of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.