O how lovely is Your dwelling place, the LORD of Hosts I long for the courts of the LORD My heart and flesh cry out for the living God I yearn for the house of the LORD Even sparrows find homes, and swallows find nests In Your altars, my King and my God O how happy are the ones who reside in Your house Whose praise is Yours continually O how happy are the people whose strength is in You Whose hearts are set on pilgrimage As we pass through the valley of Baca, our tears Oh we long for the courts of the LORD O the autumn rain will cover us with blessings of yours As we yearn for the house of the LORD Even sparrows find homes, and swallows find nests In Your altars, my King and my God O how happy are the ones who reside in Your house Whose praise is Yours continually O how happy are the people whose strength is in You Whose hearts are set on pilgrimage As we pass through the valley of Baca, our tears We make it a source of springwater Still we go from strength to strength We will appear before our God O God of Hosts, hear my prayer; consider our shield Look on the face- of Your anointed Son
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