Psalms 84:1
To the chief music-maker; put to the Gittith A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. How dear are your tents, O Lord of armies!
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Psalms 84:1
To the chief music-maker; put to the Gittith A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. How dear are your tents, O Lord of armies!
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Psalms 84:2
The passion of my soul's desire is for the house of the Lord; my heart and my flesh are crying out for the living God.
Psalms 42:1
To the chief music-maker. Maschil. Of the sons of Korah. Like the desire of the roe for the water-streams, so is my soul's desire for you, O God.
Psalms 42:2
My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God?
Psalms 43:3
O send out your light and your true word; let them be my guide: let them take me to your holy hill, and to your tents.
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Psalms 27:4
One prayer have I made to the Lord, and this is my heart's desire; that I may have a place in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, looking on his glory, and getting wisdom in his Temple.
Psalms 26:8
Lord, your house has been dear to me, and the resting-place of your glory.
Psalms 122:1
A Song of the going up. Of David. I was glad because they said to me, We will go into the house of the Lord.
Psalms 63:1
A Psalm. Of David. When he was in the waste land of Judah. O God, you are my God; early will I make my search for you: my soul is dry for need of you, my flesh is wasted with desire for you, as a dry and burning land where no water is;
Psalms 63:2
To see your power and your glory, as I have seen you in the holy place.
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Psalms 42:3
My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
Psalms 42:4
Let my soul be overflowing with grief when these things come back to my mind, how I went in company to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with the song of those who were keeping the feast.
Psalms 42:5
Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
Psalms 42:10
The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
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