Psalms 87

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

Moltheng chunga chun Yahweh Pakai tundohsa khopi chu aum e.

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

Aman Jerusalem khopi hi Israel khopi dangho sangin angailu joi.

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

O Elohim Pathen khopi, nangma chungchang ahi itibang thuloupi tahtah kisei a hitam!

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

Keima eiheho lah'a hin, Egypt le Babylon chule Philistine leh Tyre chuleh gamlha tah Ethiopia jong kasimtha e. Amaho hi Jerusalem khomite ahitaove.

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

Jerusalem chungchang a hitiahi kisei ding ahi, “amijousen nammi hina a thaneina chu akipapi cheh uve”, chule hatchungnung ama tah in khopi chu phatthei aboh ding ahi.

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

Yahweh Pakai in chitin namtin hi ajihlut teng, aseiding, “amaho jouse hi Jerusalem khomite ahitaove” atiding ahi.

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

Mipi hochun theile amut'uva la asahdiu, “Kahinkho hung kipat nahi Jerusalem ahi” atidiu ahi.