Psalms 87

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

Korah ƒe viwo ƒe ha. Eɖo eƒe agunu anyi ɖe to Kɔkɔe la dzi.

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

Yehowa lɔ̃ Zion ƒe agbowo wu Yakob ƒe nɔƒewo katã.

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

O! Mawu ƒe du, wogblɔ nu nyui geɖewo tso ŋuwò. (Sela)

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

“Maŋlɔ Rahab kple Babilon ƒe ŋkɔ ɖe ame siwo nyam la dome, nenema kee nye Filistia kple Tiro hekpe ɖe Kus ŋuti, magblɔ be, ‘Wodzi esia le Zion.’”

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

Vavã, woagblɔ le Zion ŋu be, “Wodzi esia kple ekemɛ le afi ma, eye Dziƒoʋĩtɔ la ŋutɔ aɖo egɔme anyi.”

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

Yehowa aŋlɔ ɖe dukɔwo ƒe agbalẽ me be, “Wodzi esia le Zion.” (Sela)

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

Ne wole ha dzim la, woadzi ha be, “Nye agunuwo katã le mewò.”