American Standard Version of 1901
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Let us therefore go forth unto him without the camp, bearing his reproach.
For we have not here an abiding city, but we seek after the city which is to come.
Through him {Some ancient authorities omit then.}then let us offer up a sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of lips which make confession to his name.
For the Chief Musician; set to the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.How {Or, lovely}amiable are thy tabernacles,O Jehovah of hosts!
My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of Jehovah;My heart and my flesh {Or, sing for joy}cry out unto the living God.
Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house,And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts,My King, and my God.
Blessed are they that dwell in thy house:They will be still praising thee. [Selah
Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee;In whose heart are the highways to Zion.
Passing through the valley of {Or, balsam-trees Hebrew: Baca. See 2 Samuel 5:23}Weeping they make it a place of springs;Yea, the early rain covereth it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength;Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
O Jehovah God of hosts, hear my prayer;Give ear, O God of Jacob. [Selah
{Or, behold our shield, O God}Behold, O God our shield,And look upon the face of thine anointed.
For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand.I had rather {Or, stand at the threshold of &c.}be a doorkeeper in the house of my God,Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For Jehovah God is a sun and a shield:Jehovah will give grace and glory;No good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
O Jehovah of hosts,Blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
for he looked for the city which hath the foundations, whose {Or, architect}builder and maker is God.
A Song of Ascents.In my distress I cried unto Jehovah,And he answered me.
Deliver my soul, O Jehovah, from lying lips,And from a deceitful tongue.
What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee,Thou deceitful tongue?
{Or, It is as the sharp arrows of the mighty man}Sharp arrows of the mighty,With coals of {Or, broom}juniper.
Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech,That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
My soul hath long had her dwellingWith him that hateth peace.
I am for peace:But when I speak, they are for war.
A Song of Ascents.Behold, bless ye Jehovah, all ye servants of Jehovah,That by night stand in the house of Jehovah.
Lift up your hands {Or, in holiness}to the sanctuary,And bless ye Jehovah.
Jehovah bless thee out of Zion;Even he that made heaven and earth.