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Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer
Unto the end, for the winepresses, a psalm for the sons of Core.
1 O how amiable are thy dwellings: thou Lord of hosts!
2 My soul hath a desire and longing to enter into the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young: even thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.
4 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be alway praising thee.
5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee: in whose heart are thy ways.
6 Who going through the vale of misery use it for a well: and the pools are filled with water.
7 They will go from strength to strength: and unto the God of gods appeareth every one of them in Sion.
8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: hearken, O God of Jacob.
9 Behold, O God our defender: and look upon the face of thine Anointed.
10 For one day in thy courts: is better than a thousand.
11 I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God: than to dwell in the tents of ungodliness.
12 For the Lord God is a light and defence: the Lord will give grace and worship, and no good thing shall he withhold from them that live a godly life.
13 O Lord God of hosts: blessed is the man that putteth his trust in thee.