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,(A)
    Lord Almighty,(B) my King(C) and my God.(D)

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Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.

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BOOK IV

Psalms 90–106

Psalm 90

A prayer of Moses the man of God.

Lord, you have been our dwelling place(A)
    throughout all generations.

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90 Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.

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20 Jesus replied, “Foxes have dens and birds have nests, but the Son of Man(A) has no place to lay his head.”

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20 And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.

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Psalm 91

Whoever dwells in the shelter(A) of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow(B) of the Almighty.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 91:1 Hebrew Shaddai

91 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

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Return to your rest,(A) my soul,
    for the Lord has been good(B) to you.

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Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.

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Then I will go(A) to the altar(B) of God,
    to God, my joy(C) and my delight.(D)
I will praise you with the lyre,(E)
    O God, my God.

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Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.

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Hear my cry for help,(A)
    my King and my God,(B)
    for to you I pray.

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Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray.

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37 “Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you,(A) how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings,(B) and you were not willing.

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37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

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