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I want to be in
    the courtyards of the Lord’s Temple.
My whole being wants
    to be with the living God.
The sparrows have found a home.
    And the swallows have nests.
They raise their young near your altars,
    Lord of heaven’s armies, my King and my God.
Happy are the people who live at your Temple.
    They are always praising you. Selah

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My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.

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.

Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee. Selah.

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