Psalms 87

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

Salamo nataon’ ny Koraïta. Tonon-kira.

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

Ny vavahadin’ i Ziona dia tian’ i Jehovah mihoatra noho ny fonenana rehetra izay an’ i Jakoba.

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

Zava-malaza no anambarana anao Ry tanànan’ Andriamanitra. (Sela)

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

Hanonona an-dRahaba sy Babylona Aho ho isan’ izay mahalala ahy; Indro Filistia sy Tyro mbamin’ i Etiopia, Ity no efa teraka teo.

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

Ary Ziona hilazana hoe: Ireto sy ireroa samy efa teraka teo; Ary ny Avo Indrindra no mampitoetra azy.

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

Jehovah hanisa, raha manoratra ny firenena Izy: Ity no efa teraka teo. (Sela)

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

Hoy izay mihira sy mandihy: Ny loharanoko rehetra dia ao aminao.