Jehovah, I have loved the dwelling place of Your house, and the place where Your honor dwells.

For the zeal of Your house has eaten Me up; and the reproaches of those who reproached You have fallen upon Me.

i1 [To the chief Musician. Gittith. A Psalm for the sons of Korah.] i0 par How lovely is Your dwelling place, O Jehovah of Hosts!

My soul longs, yea, is spent for the courts of Jehovah; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living Mighty God.

For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness.

Moreover, because of my determination regarding the house of my God, I have given to the house of my God, over and above all that I have prepared for the house of the sanctuary, from my own possessions of gold and silver:

And His disciples remembered that it was written, Zeal for Your house has consumed Me.

You will arise and have mercy upon Zion; for the time to favor her, yea, the set time, has come.

For Your servants take pleasure in her stones, and show favor to her dust.

If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.

If I do not remember you, let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

When Sanballat the Horonite, and Tobiah the servant the Ammonite, heard of it, it made them shudder over the great evil, that a man had come to seek the welfare of the children of Israel.

Remember me, O my God, concerning this, and do not wipe out my good deeds that I have done for the house of my God, and for its services.