How Lovely Is Thy Dwelling Place
Text based on Psalm 84, taken from "Scottish Psalter, 1650"
Sung to MCKEE, an American Negro Spiritual, arranged in 1939 by Harry T. Burleigh (1866-1949)
Psalm 84:1-5 How lovely is your dwelling place, Lord Almighty!
My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young— a place near your altar, Lord Almighty, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house; they are ever praising you.
Blessed are those whose strength is in you, whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.
V. 1 How lovely is Thy dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts to me!
The tabernacles of Thy grace
How pleasant, Lord, they be!
V. 2 My thirsty soul longs ardently,
Yea, faints Thy courts to see;
My very heart and flesh cry out,
O living God, for Thee.
V. 3 Behold the sparrow findeth out
A house wherein to rest;
The swallow also, for herself
Provided hath a nest.
V. 4 Ev'n Thine own altars, where she safe
Her young ones forth may bring,
O Thou, almighty Lord of hosts,
Who art my God and King.
V. 5 Blest are they in Thy house that dwell,
They ever give Thee praise.
Blest is the man whose strength Thou art,
In whose heart are Thy ways.
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