The Light of the World

PRAISE & WORSHIP

How lovely are thy dwellings, O lord of hosts!

My soul longeth Yea fainteth for the courts of the Lord:

My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house,

and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young

Even Thine altars, even Thine altars 

Oh Lord of Host my King and my God.

How lovely are Thy dwellings, Oh Lord of Hosts!

My soul longeth, Yea, fainteth for the courts of the Lord:

My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house,

And the swallow a nest, 

Even Thine altars even Thine altars,

Oh Lord of Host, my King and my God.

Oh Lord God of Hosts, hear my pray’r,

I would rather be a door keeper in the house of my God,

Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand.

How lovely are Thy dwelling Oh Lord of Hosts!

My soul longeth, yea, fainteth for the courts of the Lord. 

My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. 

Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house,

And the swallow a nest where she may lay her young,

Even Thine altars, even Thine altars,

Oh Lord of Hosts, my Kings and my God.