For the choir director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
O LORD of hosts!
My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even Your altars, O LORD of hosts,
My King and my God.
They are ever praising You.
Selah.
In whose heart are the highways to Zion!
The early rain also covers it with blessings.
Every one of them appears before God in Zion.
Give ear, O God of Jacob!
Selah.
And look upon the face of Your anointed.
I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God
Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
The LORD gives grace and glory;
No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.
How blessed is the man who trusts in You!