Psalm 84 | New International Reader’s Version Nuova Riveduta 2006

Psalm 84 | New International Reader’s Version

For the director of music. According to gittith. A psalm of the Sons of Korah.

1 LORD who rules over all, how lovely is the place where you live! 2 I can’t wait to be in the courtyards of the LORD’s temple. I really want to be there. My whole being cries out for the living God. 3 LORD who rules over all, even the sparrow has found a home near your altar. My King and my God, the swallow also has a nest there, where she may have her young. 4 Blessed are those who live in your house. They are always praising you. 5 Blessed are those whose strength comes from you. They have firmly decided to travel to your temple. 6 As they pass through the dry Valley of Baka, they make it a place where water flows. The rain in the fall covers it with pools. 7 Those people get stronger as they go along, until each of them appears in Zion, where God lives. 8 LORD God who rules over all, hear my prayer. God of the people of Jacob, listen to me. 9 God, may you be pleased with your anointed king. You appointed him to be like a shield that keeps us safe. 10 A single day in your courtyards is better than a thousand anywhere else. I would rather guard the door of the house of my God than live in the tents of sinful people. 11 The LORD God is like the sun that gives us light. He is like a shield that keeps us safe. The LORD blesses us with favour and honour. He doesn’t hold back anything good from those whose lives are without blame. 12 LORD who rules over all, blessed is the person who trusts in you.

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Nuova Riveduta 2006

Benedizione nella casa di Dio

1 Al direttore del coro. Sulla ghittea. Salmo dei figli di Core. Oh, quanto sono amabili le tue dimore, Signore degli eserciti! 2 L’anima mia langue e vien meno, sospirando i cortili del Signore; il mio cuore e la mia carne mandano grida di gioia al Dio vivente. 3 Anche il passero trova una casa e la rondine un nido dove posare i suoi piccini, presso i tuoi altari, o Signore degli eserciti, Re mio, Dio mio! 4 Beati quelli che abitano nella tua casa e ti lodano sempre! [Pausa] 5 Beati quelli che trovano in te la loro forza, che hanno a cuore le vie del Santuario! 6 Quando attraversano la valle di Baca essi la trasformano in luogo di fonti, e la pioggia d’autunno la ricopre di benedizioni. 7 Lungo il cammino aumenta la loro forza e compaiono infine davanti a Dio in Sion. 8 O Signore, Dio degli eserciti, ascolta la mia preghiera; porgi orecchio, o Dio di Giacobbe! [Pausa] 9 Vedi, o Dio, nostro scudo, guarda il volto del tuo unto! 10 Un giorno nei tuoi cortili val più che mille altrove. Io preferirei stare sulla soglia della casa del mio Dio, che abitare nelle tende degli empi. 11 Perché Dio, il Signore, è sole e scudo; il Signore concederà grazia e gloria. Egli non rifiuterà di fare del bene a quelli che camminano rettamente. 12 O Signore degli eserciti, beato l’uomo che confida in te!