Psalms 87

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

Faarfannaa Ilmaan Qooraahi. Hundeen magaalaa isaa tulluu qulqulluu irra jira.

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

Waaqayyo iddoo jireenya Yaaqoob hunda caalaa, karrawwan Xiyoon jaallata.

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

Yaa magaalaa Waaqaa, waaʼee keetiif wanni kabajamaan akkana jedhamee ni dubbatama:

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.

“Ani Raʼaabii fi Baabilonin warra na beekan gidduutti maqaa nan dhaʼa; kunoo, Filisxeemii fi Xiiroos Itoophiyaa wajjin, ‘Namichi kun achitti dhalate’ jedhu.”

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

Dhugumaan waaʼee Xiyoon, “Inni kunii fi inni sun ishee keessatti dhalatan; Waaqni Waan Hunda Olii mataan isaa iyyuu ishee dhaaba” jedhama.

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

Waaqayyo yeroo saboota galmeessutti, “Namichi kun achitti dhalate” jedhee barreessa.

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

Warri faarfatanii fi warri meeshaa muuziiqaa taphatan, “Burqaan koo hundi si keessatti argama” jedhu.