TEHILLIM 84

To the chief singer, on harp. A psalm for the sons of Qoraḥ. 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 favour and esteem; He withholds no goodness From those who walk blamelessly. 12 O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 of hosts Baruḵ is the man who trusts in You!