Lyrics
how beloved is your dwelling place,
o lord of hosts
how beloved is your dwelling place,
o lord of hosts
my soul yearns,
my heart and my flesh cry
the sparrow found a house,
and the swallow her nest,
the sparrow found a house,
and the swallow her nest,
where she may raise her young
they pass through the Valley of Bakka,
they make it a place of springs
they pass through the Valley of Bakka,
they make it a place of springs
the autumn rains cover it with pools
o lord of hosts
how beloved is your dwelling place,
o lord of hosts
my soul yearns,
my heart and my flesh cry
the sparrow found a house,
and the swallow her nest,
the sparrow found a house,
and the swallow her nest,
where she may raise her young
they pass through the Valley of Bakka,
they make it a place of springs
they pass through the Valley of Bakka,
they make it a place of springs
the autumn rains cover it with pools