Longing for the Glory of God

84 How lovely is your dwelling place, 
    O Lord of hosts! 
2 My soul longs, yes, faints 
    for the courts of the Lord; 
my heart and 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 Blessed are those who dwell in your house, 
    ever singing your praise!