³ Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.

² Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray.

¹ Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.

⁴ Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.

¹ He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

⁷ Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.

²⁰ And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.

³⁷ O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!