Psalm 84. This is the Book of Common Prayer version by Miles Coverdale.

O how amiable are thy dwellings, thou Lord of hosts. My soul hath a desire and longing to enter into the

courts of the Lord. My heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.

Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young.

Even thy altars, O lord of hosts, my king and my God. Blessed are they that dwell in thy house, for they will be

always praising thee. Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee, in whose heart are thy ways,

who going through the veil of misery, use it for a well, and the pools are filled with water.

They will go from strength to strength, and unto the god of gods appeareth every one of them in Zion.

O Lord God of hosts, hear our prayer. Harken, O God of Jacob. Behold, O God, our defender, and look upon the face

of thine anointed. For one day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a

doorkeeper in the house of my God than to dwell in the tents of ungodliness.

For the Lord God is at light and defence. The Lord will give grace and worship, and no good thing

shall he withhold from them that live a godly life. O Lord God of hosts,

blessed is the man that puteth his trust in thee.

Welcome to the Psalms with me, James Dellingpole,

and my very good friend, Johnny Woodrow.

I can't remember how my Psalms intro goes if I, if I fluffed it, tough.

We're going to do Psalm 84 today. I hope you're in agreement with that one.

Yeah, yeah, no, I have in agreement with that one. That's what we're going to do. The reason, if you're watching this in Thailand or somewhere, the reason that Johnny and I are dressed, wrapped up warmth, is because we both live in large old houses, which we can't afford to heat.

Yes, that's right.

And we haven't, we're not pensioners yet. We've had our money taken away from us. We we haven't, we not pensioners yet.

We've had our money taken away from us.

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