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.
5. Blessed are those who dwell in your house, O Lord. They will praise you from age to age.
6. Blessed is the man whose help is from you. In his heart, he is disposed to ascend