How lovely is thy dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts!
My soul longs, yea,
faints for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
I am traveling and busy.
There is too much to do and too little time to do it.
I will not go to church today, and already regret the choice.
But I will look for another way to sing for joy.
Psalm 84
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