How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord Almighty. I long, yes, I faint with longing to enter the courts of the Lord. With my whole being, body and soul, I will shout joyfully to the living God. Even the sparrow finds a home there, and the swallow builds her nest and raises her young-at a place near your altar, O Lord Almighty, my King and my God! How happy are those who can live in your house, always singing your praises. Happy are those who are strong in the Lord, who set their mind on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem. When they walk through the Valley of Weeping, it will become a place of refreshing springs, where pools of blessing collect after the rains! They will continue to grow stronger, and each of them will appear before God in Jerusalem. O Lord God Almighty, hear my prayer. Listen, O God of Israel. O God, look with favor upon the king, our protector! Have mercy on the one you anointed. A single day in your courts is better than a thousand anywhere else! I would rather be a gatekeeper in the house of my God than live the good life in the homes of the wicked. For the Lord God is our light and protector. He gives us grace and glory. No good thing will the Lord withhold from those who do what is right. O Lord Almighty, happy are those who trust in you.Suddenly my ill temper is gone.
Actually I feel a bit homesick, and I'm in my house! But I'm not where I should be, in the house of the Lord, in the courts of the Lord. Indeed, happy are those who are strong in the Lord (that's the only way to be strong). Interesting how this psalm is sort of a pilgrimage. In the long run, aren't we Christians also on a pilgrimage? Isn't our life a pilgrimage to Jerusalem? We don't belong to this world, and I'm aware of this every day.
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