Psalm LXXXIV

1 How lovely are Your Mishkanoth, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 of hosts!

2 My being has longed, and even fainted, For the courts of 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄; My heart and my flesh cry out for the living Ĕl.

3 Even the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she has put her young ones – Your altars, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 of hosts, My Sovereign and my Elohim.

4 Baruḵ are those who dwell in Your House, They are ever praising You. Selah.

5 Baruḵ is the man whose strength is in You, Highways are in their heart.

6 Passing through the valley of weeping, They make it a fountain; The Teacher also covers it with bireḵoth.

7 They go from strength to strength, Appearing before Elohim in Tsiyon.

8 O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 Elohim of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O Elohim of Ya’aqoḇ! Selah.

9 O Elohim, see our shield, And look upon the face of Your anointed.

10 For a day in Your courts Is better than a thousand. I have chosen rather to be a door- keeper In the House of my Elohim, Than to dwell in the tents of the wicked.

11 For 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 Elohim is a brilliance and a shield; 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 gives favor and esteem; He withholds no goodness From those who walk blamelessly.

12 O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 of hosts, Baruḵ is the man who trusts in You!

TEHILLIM (Psalms) Chapter 84
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