Psalms 87

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

For the Sons of Korah. A Melody, a Song. His foundation, is in the holy mountains:

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

Yahweh loveth the gates of Zion, More than all the dwellings of Jacob.

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

Glorious things, are to be spoken of thee, O 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 will mention Rahab and Babylon, to them who know me—Lo! Philistia and Tyre with Ethiopia, This one was born there.

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

But, of Zion, it shall be said—This man and that were born in her, And the Highest himself shall establish her.

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

Yahweh, will record, when he enrolleth the peoples, This one was born there. (Selah)

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

As well the singers as the flute-players [are saying], —All my springs, are in thee!