Psalms 87

1 A Psalm of a Song for the sons of Core. His foundations are in the holy mountains.

Han har grundlagt en Stad paa de hellige Bjerge.

2 The Lord loves the gates of Sion, more than all the tabernacles of Jacob.

Herren elsker Zions Porte fremfor alle Jakobs Boliger.

3 Glorious things have been spoken of you, O city of God. (Pause)

Der er herlige Ting sagt i dig, du Guds Stad! (Sela)

4 I will make mention of Raab and Babylon to them that know me: behold also the Philistines, and Tyre, and the people of the Ethiopians: these were born there.

Jeg vil nævne Rahab og Babel iblandt dem, som kende mig; se, Filisteren og Tyrieren samt Morianen: „Denne, han er født der.‟

5 A man shall say, Sion [is my] mother; and [such] a man was born in her; and the Highest himself has founded her.

Men til Zion skal der siges: Denne og hin er født i den, den Højeste selv skal befæste den.

6 The Lord shall recount [it] in the writing of the people, and of these princes that were born in her.

Herren skal tælle, naar han opskriver Folkene, og sige: „Denne er født der.‟ (Sela)

7 The dwelling of all within you is [as the dwelling] of those that rejoice.

Og de, som synge, tillige med dem, som danse, skulle sige: Alle mine Kilder ere i dig.