“I would hurry to my refuge [my tranquil shelter far away]
From the stormy wind and from the tempest.”

Your flock found a dwelling place in it;
O God, in Your goodness You provided for the poor.

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.

They wandered in the wilderness in a desert region;
They did not find a way to an inhabited city.

He led them in a straight way to find a city where they could live.

Till I do find a place for Jehovah, Tabernacles for the Mighty One of Jacob.