Psalms 87

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

Su cimiento es en montes de santidad.

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

Ama Jehová las puertas de Sión, más que todas las moradas de Jacob.

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

Cosas ilustres son dichas de ti, ciudad de Dios. (Selah)

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.

Yo me acordaré de Rahab y de Babilonia, entre los que me conocen: he aquí Palestina, y Tiro, con Etiopía: este nació allá.

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

Y de Sión se dirá: Este, y aquel es nacido en ella: y el mismo Altísimo la fortificará.

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

Jehová contará, cuando se escribieren los pueblos: Este nació allí. (Selah)

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

Y cantores con músicos de flautas: todas mis fuentes estarán en ti.