|
1
|
How lovely is your dwelling place, O LORD of hosts!
|
|
2
|
My soul longs, indeed it faints for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
|
|
3
|
Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and my God.
|
|
4
|
Happy are those who live in your house, ever singing your praise. Selah
|
|
5
|
Happy are those whose strength is in you, in whose heart are the highways to Zion.
|
|
6
|
As they go through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; the early rain also covers it with pools.
|
|
7
|
They go from strength to strength; the God of gods will be seen in Zion.
|
|
8
|
O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah
|
|
9
|
Behold our shield, O God; look on the face of your anointed.
|
|
10
|
For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than live in the tents of wickedness.
|
|
11
|
For the LORD God is a sun and shield; he bestows favor and honor. No good thing does the LORD withhold from those who walk uprightly.
|
|
12
|
O LORD of hosts, happy is everyone who trusts in you.
|
Можно выделить стих, нажав на его номер.
Работает
Shift
и
Ctrl