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Psalms 84

To the chief Musician. Upon the Gittith. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.

1How amiablearethy tabernacles, O Jehovahofhosts!

2Mysoul longeth, yea, even faintethforthecourtsofJehovah;myheartandmyflesh cryoutforthelivingGod.

3Yea,thesparrow hathfoundahouse,andtheswallowanestforherself,whereshelayethheryoung, thine altars,OJehovahofhosts,myKingandmyGodאֵֽל־'el-H410.

4BlessedaretheythatdwellinthyhouseH1004:theywillbeconstantly praising thee. Selah.

5Blessedistheman whose strengthisinthee, — they,inwhose heartarethehighways.

6Passing throughthevalleyofBaca,theymake it a well-spring; yea,theearly rain covereth it with blessings.

7Theygofromstrengthtostrength: [each one]willappear before GodinZion.

8Jehovah,GodH430ofhosts, hearmyprayer;giveear,OGodH430ofJacob. Selah.

9Behold,OGodH430ourshield,andlook uponthefaceofthine anointed.

10Foradayinthy courtsisbetter thanathousand.Ihadrather standatthethresholdofthehouseofmyGodH430, than dwellinthetentsofwickedness.

11ForJehovahElohimisasunandshield: Jehovahwillgive graceandglory; nogoodH2896thingwillhewithholdfromthemthatwalk uprightly.

12Jehovahofhosts, blessedisthemanthatconfidethinthee!

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