Psalms 87

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

A song. A psalm of the descendants of Korah. The Lord founded the city on his holy mountain.

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

Jerusalem is the city that the Lord loves more than any other city in Israel.

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

Many wonderful things are said of you, city of God! (Selah)

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.

I mention Egypt and Babylon as those who know me, and in addition Philistia, Tyre, and Ethiopia—“this man was born there.”

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

It will be said concerning Jerusalem, “Everyone was born there,” and the Most High will make it secure.

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

When the Lord registers the nations, he will write, “They were born there.” (Selah)

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

Singers and dancers alike say, “Living here I am at home.”