< Psalms 48 >

1 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.
A song. A psalm of the Korahites. Great is the Lord and worthy all praise in the city of our God. His holy mountain,
2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.
that rises so fair, is the joy of all the world. Like the mount of the gods is Mount Zion, the city of the great king.
3 God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
Once God made himself known as the defence of her palaces.
4 For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
For see! A concert of kings passed over the frontier together.
5 They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
But one glance, and they were astounded; they hastened away in dismay.
6 Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
Trembling took hold of them there, like the pains of a woman in labor.
7 With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
They were shattered, as east wind shatters the giant ships in pieces.
8 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)
What we heard, we now have seen in the city of the Lord of hosts, the city of our God. God will uphold her forever. (Selah)
9 We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:
We think, O God, of your love, in the midst of your temple.
10 According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
Your fame, O God, like your name, shall extend to the ends of the earth. Victory fills your hand.
11 Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
Let mount Zion be glad; let the daughters of Judah rejoice because of your judgments.
12 Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
Walk about Zion, go round her; count her towers.
13 Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
Set your mind on her ramparts, consider her palaces; that you tell to the next generation
14 For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.
That such is God, our God he it is who shall guide us for ever and ever.

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