From Mattins this morning
O HOW lovely 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 thine 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 are the men whose strength is in thee, / in whose heart are the pilgrim ways;
6 Who going through the Vale of Misery use it for a well; / yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
7 They 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 shield, / 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 glory; / and no good thing shall he withhold from them that lead a godly life.
13 O LORD God of hosts, / blessed is the man that putteth his trust in thee.
I love this Psalm, and it speaks to me so much on this gloomy February day.




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