Psalms 87

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

Ti àwọn ọmọ Kora. Saamu. Orin. Ó ti fi ìpìlẹ̀ rẹ̀ sọlẹ̀ sórí òkè mímọ́;

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

Olúwa fẹ́ràn ẹnu-ọ̀nà Sioni ju gbogbo ibùgbé Jakọbu lọ.

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

Ohun ológo ni a sọ nípa rẹ̀, ìlú Ọlọ́run,

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.

“Èmi ó dárúkọ Rahabu àti Babeli láàrín àwọn tí ó jẹ́wọ́ mi: Filistia pẹ̀lú, àti Tire, pẹ̀lú Kuṣi, yóò sọ pé, ‘Èyí ni a bí ní Sioni.’”

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

Nítòótọ́, ti Sioni ni a ó sọ, “Eléyìí àti eléyìí ni a bí nínú rẹ̀, àti Ọlọ́run Ọ̀gá-ògo ni yóò fìdí rẹ̀ múlẹ̀.”

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

Olúwa yóò kọ nínú àkọsílẹ̀ àwọn ènìyàn rẹ̀: “Eléyìí ni a bí ní Sioni.”

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

Àti àwọn olórin àti àwọn tí ń lu ohun èlò orin yóò wí pé, “Gbogbo orísun mi ń bẹ nínú rẹ.”