The Place you make your home

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How lovely is the place you make your home,
How lovely, O Beloved!
My soul aches, it keens with desire
To sit in your presence
My heart and my very flesh singing for joy
To you, the God who is Alive!

And even for this little brown bird a home
A nest for herself, made in your house
Where her young are fed
At the very altars of the Almighty
At the dwelling place of the King

Happy is she who lives with you
Who nests with you, singing your praise!

She is happy and strong with your strength
For in her very heart is the pathway
The road going home.
So that when she walks through the wilderness
Living waters gush forth
The rain comes with her footsteps
With her comes the God of gods

O Beloved, hear my prayer
Listen to me, O God of Miriam,
Of Esther, of Naomi!
Be my covering, O God,
Look on the face of one you anointed!

For better is one day in your house
Trusting in your favour,
Your honour
Your generous love
Than thousands elsewhere

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