Antiphon:
How lovely is your dwelling place.
O Lord of hosts

How lovely is your dwelling place,
O Lord of hosts.
My soul grows weak with longing
For the courts of the Lord;
My heart and flesh they thrill for joy,
Joy in the living God.

The sparrow even finds a home,
The swallow finds a nest
Wherein to place her young,
Near to your altar.
Lord of hosts,
My King, my God!

How happy they who dwell in your house, O Lord!
Unceasingly they sing our praise;
How happy they that draw their strength from you,
When they have set their heart
On sacred pilgrimage.

O Lord of hosts, Listen to my prayer,
Bend down your ear, O God of Jacob;
Behold, O God our shield,
Look on the face of your anointed one.

Give glory to the Father and the Son.
Give glory to the Holy Spirit;
As in the beginning, so now, and evermore,
Throughout endless ages of eternity.