Psalms 87

1 A Psalm of a Song for the sons of Core. His foundations are in the holy mountains.

`The salm of the song of the sones of Chore. The foundementis therof ben in hooli hillis;

2 The Lord loves the gates of Sion, more than all the tabernacles of Jacob.

the Lord loueth the yatis of Sion, more than alle the tabernaclis of Jacob.

3 Glorious things have been spoken of you, O city of God. (Pause)

Thou citee of God, with outen ende; gloriouse thingis ben seide of thee.

4 I will make mention of Raab and Babylon to them that know me: behold also the Philistines, and Tyre, and the people of the Ethiopians: these were born there.

I schal be myndeful of Raab, and Babiloyne; knowynge me. Lo! aliens, and Tyre, and the puple of Ethiopiens; thei weren there.

5 A man shall say, Sion [is my] mother; and [such] a man was born in her; and the Highest himself has founded her.

Whether a man schal seie to Sion, And a man is born ther ynne; and that man altherhiyeste foundide it?

6 The Lord shall recount [it] in the writing of the people, and of these princes that were born in her.

The Lord schal telle in the scripturis of puplis; and of these princis, that weren ther ynne.

7 The dwelling of all within you is [as the dwelling] of those that rejoice.

As the dwellyng `of alle that ben glad; is in thee.