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(Of the Director; to the Gittith; of the sons of Korah; a psalm.) 84 How lovable your dwelling-places are, Jehovah of Armies! 2 My soul yearns, yes, breaks down with its eagerness for Jehovah’s courts; my heart and flesh shout toward living Deity. 3 Even a little bird has found a house, and a swallow a nest for herself, That has placed her brood by your altars, Jehovah of Armies, my King and my God. 4 Happy those who live at your house; they will keep praising you. (Selah) 5** Happy are men who have strength in you, who have highways at heart, 6* Those who pass through Baca Vale making it a region of springs, even pools that fall rain overspreads. 7** They go on from good times to good times; Deity, God, is to be seen at Sion. 8 Jehovah, God, Armies, hear my prayer; [Selah] give ear, God of Jacob: 9 See our shield, God, and look at the face of your anointed. 10* For a day in your courts is better than a thousand; I had rather be at the threshold of the house of my God than lodge in tents of wickedness. 11 For our God Jehovah is a sun and shield; Jehovah will give grace and glory, will not withhold good from those who go by a good conscience. 12 Jehovah of Armies, happy the man that puts confidence in you.