1How lovely is your dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts!
2 My soul longs, yes, faints
for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and flesh sing for joy
to the living God.
3 Even the sparrow finds a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may lay her young,
at your altars, O Lord of hosts,
my King and my God.
4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house,
ever singing your praise! Selah
The place I want to stay and live is in the presence of the Lord. I pray that the Lord would protect me and all His children from ever feeling like they have arrived and do not need to fellowship and commune with Him. May we never allow ourselves to yearn or desire anyone or anything more than the Lord in…
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