[SATB]

How lovely is thy dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts!
My soul longs, yea, faints for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.

[SA]
Even a sparrow finds a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may lay her young,
at thy altars,

[SATB]
O Lord of hosts!
My soul longs, yea, faints for the courts of the Lord;
O Lord of hosts,
blessed are those who trust in Thee.

[TB]
Blessed are those who dwell in thy house,
ever singing thy praise!
Blessed are those whose strength is in thee,
in whose heart are the highways to Zion.

[SATB]
How lovely is thy dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts!
My soul longs, yea, faints for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God. Amen