< Psalms 48 >

1 A SONG. A PSALM OF THE SONS OF KORAH. Great [is] YHWH, and greatly praised, In the city of our God—His holy hill.
A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.
2 Beautiful [for] elevation, A joy of all the land, [is] Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of [the] great King.
Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.
3 God is known for a tower in her high places.
God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
4 For behold, the kings met, they passed by together,
For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
5 They have seen—so they have marveled, They have been troubled, they were hurried away.
They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
6 Trembling has seized them there, Pain, as of a travailing woman.
Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
7 By an east wind You shatter ships of Tarshish.
With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
8 As we have heard, so we have seen, In the city of YHWH of hosts, In the city of our God, God establishes her for all time. (Selah)
Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)
9 We have thought, O God, of Your kindness, In the midst of Your temple,
We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:
10 As [is] Your Name, O God, so [is] Your praise, Over the ends of the earth, Righteousness has filled Your right hand.
According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
11 Mount Zion rejoices, The daughters of Judah are joyful, For the sake of Your judgments.
Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
12 Surround Zion, and go around her, count her towers,
Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
13 Set your heart to her bulwark, Consider her high places, So that you recount to a later generation,
Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
14 That this God [is] our God—For all time and forever, He leads us over death!
For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.

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