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My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of Adonai.
My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young
—near Your altars, Adonai-Tzva’ot
my King and my God!
Blessed are they who dwell in Your House
—they are ever praising You. Selah

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