Psalms 84:1-7

1How lovely is Your tabernacle, O Lord of hosts!

2My soul longs, yes, even faints For the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

3Even the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young— Even Your altars, O Lord of hosts, My King and my God.

4Blessed are those who dwell in Your house; They will still be praising You. Selah

5Blessed is the man whose strength is in You, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.

6As they pass through the Valley of Baca, They make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools.

7They go from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion.