Psalms 87

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

Korah Koca rhoek kah Tingtoeng Laa Tlang cim dongah a khoengim aka sut tih,

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

Jakob tolhmuen boeih lakah Zion vongka rhoek aka lungnah BOEIPA kah,

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

Pathen khopuei namah te n'thangpom a ti pai. (Selah)

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

Kai aka ming rhoek taengah Rahab neh Babylon he ka thoelh ni. Tekah khopuei long ni Philistia, Tyre neh Kusah khaw a sak ne.

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

Zion te khaw pakhat phoeiah pakhat loh, “Anih loh n'cun dongah Khohni loh a thoh bitni,” a ti uh ni.

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

Tekah a sak pilnam te BOEIPA loh a tae vetih ming a daek ni. (Selah)

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

Te dongah ka tuisih boeih loh namah dongah lamcawn bangla hlai uh thae.