Even the sparrow

“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!