Psalms 87

1 For the Sons of Korah. A Melody, a Song. His foundation, is in the holy mountains:

Hina Gode malei agolo sogebi amogai Ea moilale fi. Amo moilale fibi da Isala: ili soge amo ganodini moilai dialebe amo baligimu amola E da Yeluselemema bagadewane asigisa.

2 Yahweh loveth the gates of Zion, More than all the dwellings of Jacob.

3 Glorious things, are to be spoken of thee, O city of God. (Selah)

Gode Ea Moilai Bai Bagade fi! Noga: idafa liligi E da dilima sia: be amo nabima.

4 I will mention Rahab and Babylon, to them who know me—Lo! Philistia and Tyre with Ethiopia, This one was born there.

“Na da fifi asi gala, amo da Na sia: nababe amo dedena dasea, Na da Idibidi amola Ba: bilone ela dedemu. Amola Na da Filisidia, Daia amola Idioubia amo Yelusaleme soge fifilai ilima gilisili idimu.”

5 But, of Zion, it shall be said—This man and that were born in her, And the Highest himself shall establish her.

Saione Goumi ea hou olelema: ne, ilia da amane sia: mu, ‘Fifi asi gala da amogai dialumu da defea. Amola Hina Bagadedafa da Saione amoga gasa imunu.’

6 Yahweh, will record, when he enrolleth the peoples, This one was born there. (Selah)

Hina Gode da fifi asi gala huluane dedesa sa: ili, ili huluane Yelusaleme fidafa hamoi dagoi dedene legemu.

7 As well the singers as the flute-players [are saying], —All my springs, are in thee!

Ilia da gosa: le iaha amola amane gesami hea: sa, “Saione amo ganodini da hahawane dogolegesu hou huluane ea bai diala.”