Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
Sons of Korah
How lovely is Your dwelling place, oh Lord
My soul it yearns, even faints for the courts of
God my heart and flesh, they cry out to the living
God my heart and flesh, cry out to Him
Even the sparrow may find a home in You, Lord
The swallow may have her young near Your altar
Oh, God my King
Blessed are those who dwell with You
Within Your house, they give You praise
Blessed are those, whose strength is in You
Who are pilgrims with hearts on a journey to You
As they pass through the desolate valley of weeping
They will make it all a place of springs
The autumn rains will also cover it
Oh, Lord, my God
Almighty God of Jacob
Listen to me and hear my prayer, oh Lord and
Look upon our shield
And look with favor upon Your anointed one
Listen to me
Blessed are those, whose strength is in You
Who are pilgrims with hearts on a journey to You
They go from strength, to strength, to appearing
Before the Lord in Zion at the end
Better is one day on Your courts, oh Lord
Then a thousand elsewhere
I would rather keep the door in Gods house
Then dwell in tents of evil men
For the Lord is a sun and a shield around me
And He showers His favor, His honor upon me
From the blameless He never withholds any good thing
He will not withhold any good thing
And blessed are the ones who trust in Him