1To the Overseer. -- `On the Gittith By sons of Korah.` -- A Psalm. How beloved Thy tabernacles, Jehovah of Hosts!
2My soul desired, yea, it hath also been consumed, For the courts of Jehovah, My heart and my flesh cry aloud unto the living God,
3(Even a sparrow hath found a house, And a swallow a nest for herself, Where she hath placed her brood,) Thine altars, O Jehovah of Hosts, My king and my God.
4O the happiness of those inhabiting Thy house, Yet do they praise Thee. Selah.
5O the happiness of a man whose strength is in Thee, Highways [are] in their heart.
6Those passing through a valley of weeping, A fountain do make it, Blessings also cover the director.
7They go from strength unto strength, He appeareth unto God in Zion.
