“Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
Lord Almighty, my King and my God.” – Psalm.84:3
There’s a place where everyone calls home
A dwelling place where they can thrive and grow
All of creation even swallow and sparrow
To nest and rest their young
Beneath the sun and shield
Of Your grace and glory my God
So I find my heart Lord
As it longs and even faints
For Your dwelling place and courts
So it gathers all of its strength
Even through the valley of Baka
Your grace is always sufficient
When my heart is set on pilgrimage
To find You in Your altar
I have become a wanderer on earth
Until I find Zion
Praising You with all Your saints
In whom my heart delights
Even if it’s one day in Your courts
With Your blessed is where my heart rests!