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Bay Psalm Book: Psalm 84

To the chief musician upon Gittith, a psalm for the sons of Korah.

1 HOw amiable Lord of hosts

thy tabernacles be?

2 My soul longs for Jehovah’s courts,

yea it ev’n faints in me.

Mine heart, my flesh also cries out

after the living God:

3 Yea ev’n the sparrow hath found out

an house for her abode.

Also the swallow finds her nest

thine Alters near unto

where she her young lays: Lord of hosts,

my King, my God also.

4 Blest they that dwell within thy house:

still they will give thee praise. Selah.

5 Blest is the man whose strength’s in thee,

in whose heart are their ways.

6 Who as they pass through Baca’s Vale

do make it a fountain:

also the pools that are therein

are filled full of rain:

7 From strength to strength they go: to God

in Sion all appear.

8 Lord God of hosts, o hear my pray’r,

o Jacob’s God, give ear. Selah.


9 Behold o God our shield: the face

of thine anointed see.

10 For better’s in thy courts a day,

then elsewhere thousands be:

I rather had a door-keeper

be it’h house of my God:

then in the tents of wickedness

to settle mine abode.

11 Because the Lord God is a Sun,

he is a shield also:

Jehovah on his people grace

and glory will bestow:

No good thing will he hold from them

that do walk uprightly.

12 O Lord of hosts, the man is blest

that puts his trust in thee.