Psalms 87

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

Aux fils de Coré psaume de cantique.

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

Le Seigneur aime les portes

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

Des choses glorieuses ont été dites de toi, cité de Dieu.

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.

Je me souviendrai de Rahab et de Babylone qui me connaissent. Voilà que des étrangers et Tyr, et un peuple d’Éthiopiens ont été là.

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

Est-ce qu’on ne dira pas de Sion: Un homme et un homme est né dans elle, et lui-même, le Très-Haut, l’a fondée?

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

Le Seigneur le racontera dans les écritures des peuples et des princes, de ceux qui furent dans elle.

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

Ceux qui habitent en toi ont la joie de tous ceux qui se livrent à l’allégresse.