How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts: My soul longeth and
fainteth for the courts of the Lord.

My heart and my flesh have rejoiced in the living God.

For the sparrow hath found herself a house, and the dove a nest for
herself, where she may lay her young ones:

Thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.

Blessed are they that dwell in Thy house, O Lord: they shall praise Thee
for ever and ever.

Blessed is the man whose help is from Thee: in his heart he hath
disposed to ascend by steps, In the vale of tears, in the place which he
hath set.

For the lawgiver shall give a blessing, they shall go from virtue to
virtue: the God of gods shall be seen in Sion.

O Lord, God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob!

Behold, O God our Protector: and look on the face of Thy Christ.

For better is one day in Thy courts above thousands.

I have chosen to be an abject in the house of my God, rather than to
dwell in the tabernacles of sinners.

For God loveth mercy and truth: the Lord will give grace and glory.

He will not deprive of good things them that walk in innocence: O Lord
of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in Thee.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost. As it was
in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end. 

Amen.