Psalms 87

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

Koraha bērnu dziesma. Viņas pamati ir likti uz svētiem kalniem.

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

Tas Kungs mīļo Ciānas vārtus pār visiem Jēkaba dzīvokļiem.

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

Teicamas lietas par tevi top sludinātas, tu Dieva pilsēta. (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.

Es pieskaitīšu Rahabu un Bābeli pie tiem, kas mani pazīst; redzi, Fīlisti un Tirus ar Moru ļaudīm: šis tur ir dzimis.

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

Un par Ciānu sacīs: šis un tas tur ir dzimis, un tas Visuaugstais pats to stiprina.

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

Tas Kungs skaitīs un rakstīs tās tautas: šis tur ir dzimis. (Sela)

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

Un dziedot un dejot sauks: visi mani avoti, (ak Ciāna), ir iekš Tevis.