How lovely is your dwelling,
O Lord of hosts, to me;
my soul is longing, fainting,
the courts of God to see.
The beauty of your dwelling
will bring me joy anew.
My heart and flesh are crying,
O living God, for you.
Beneath your care the sparrow
finds place for peaceful rest;
to keep her young in safety
the swallow finds a nest.
So, Lord, my King Almighty,
your love will shelter me;
beneath you wings of mercy
my dwelling place will be.
Blest they who love and serve you,
whose joy and strength you are.
Forever they will praise you,
your ways are in their heart.
though tried, their tears like showers
shall fill the springs of peace,
and all the way to Zion
their strength shall still increase.
