JPS Tanakh 1917
1For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
2How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
3My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of the LORD;
My heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.
4Yea, 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—
5Happy are they that dwell in Thy house,
They are ever praising Thee.
6Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee;
In whose heart are the highways.
7Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs;
Yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.
8They go from strength to strength,
Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
9O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer;
Give ear, O God of Jacob.
10Behold, O God our shield,
And look upon the face of Thine anointed.
11For 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.
12For 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.
13O LORD of hosts,
Happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.