Psalms 87

1 For the sons of Core, a psalm of a canticle. The foundations thereof are in the holy mountains:

Af Koras Sønner. En Salme. En Sang. Sin Stad, grundfæstet paa hellige Bjerge, har HERREN kær,

2 The Lord loveth the gates of Sion above all the tabernacles of Jacob.

Zions Porte fremfor alle Jakobs Boliger.

3 Glorious things are said of thee, O city of God.

Der siges herlige Ting om dig, du Guds Stad. (Sela)

4 I will be mindful of Rahab and of Babylon knowing me. Behold the foreigners, and Tyre, and the people of the Ethiopians, these were there.

Jeg nævner Rahab og Babel blandt dem, der kender HERREN, Filisterland, Tyrus og Kusj: en fødtes her, en anden der.

5 Shall not Sion say: This man and that man is born in her? and the Highest himself hath founded her.

Men Zion kalder man Moder, der fødtes enhver, den Højeste holder det selv ved Magt.

6 The Lord shall tell in his writings of peoples and of princes, of them that have been in her.

HERREN tæller efter i Folkeslagenes Liste, en fødtes her, en anden der. (Sela)

7 The dwelling in thee is as it were of all rejoicing.

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