Psalm 84
William Kuipers, 1931, & William Helder, 1980
- O LORD of hosts, O God of grace,
How lovely is Thy holy place,
How good and pleasant is Thy dwelling!
O how my soul longs earnestly,
Yea, faints Thy holy courts to see
Mid festal throngs and music swelling.
My heart and flesh cry out to God;
To Him I spread my hands abroad.
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The sparrow finds a home to rest;
The swallow deftly builds her nest
And has her young beside Thy altar.
So, LORD of hosts, my God, my King,
I seek the shelter of Thy wings;
Thou wilt not let me slip and falter.
How blest are those who dwell with Thee
And praise Thy Name unceasingly.
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How blest are those whose strength Thou art,
Who on Thy ways have set their heart -
The highways to Thy habitation.
For them refreshing fountains flow
When they through Baca’s valley go,
A land of drought and desolation.
The wilderness, with showers blest,
Becomes for them a vale of rest.
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From strength to strength God’s people go,
And He to them His face will show
In Zion’s courts, His holy dwelling.
O LORD, Thou God of hosts, give ear;
O Jacob’s God, in mercy hear,
Thy steadfast promises fulfilling.
O God, our king and shield behold;
To him Thy power and love unfold.
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Lo, one day in Thy house of praise
Is better than a thousand days
Outside the courts of Thy salvation.
As one who fears and serves the LORD,
I would much rather stand and guard
The threshold of His habitation
Than, far from God, to dwell within
The tents of wickedness and sin.
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The LORD His goodness has revealed:
He is to us a sun and shield,
For He bestows renown and favor.
And when the upright seek His face,
The LORD will not withhold His grace;
His faithfulness endures forever.
O LORD of hosts, how blest is he
Who puts his hope and trust in Thee.