مَا أَحْلَى مَسَاكِنَكَ يَا رَبَّ الْجُنُودِ!
تَشْتَاقُ بَلْ تَتُوقُ نَفْسِي إِلَى دِيَارِ الرَّبِّ.
قَلْبِي وَلَحْمِي يَهْتِفَانِ بِالإِلهِ الْحَيِّ.
(مز٨٤ :١ -٢ )

For the director of music. According to gittith. Of the Sons of Korah. A psalm. How lovely is your dwelling place, O LORD Almighty! My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

(Psalms 84:1-2, NIV)