1. Unto the end. For the wine and oil presses. A Psalm to the sons of Korah.
2. How beloved are your tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!
3. My soul longs and faints for the courts of the Lord. My heart and my flesh have exulted in the living God.
4. For even the sparrow has found a home for himself, and the turtle-dove a nest for herself, where she may lay her young: your altars, O Lord of hosts, my king and my God.