Psalms 87

1 A psalm of the sons of Korah; a song. On the holy mount stands the city he founded;

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

2 Yahweh loves the gates of Zion more than all the tents of Jacob.

Yehowa lɔ̃ Zion ƒe agbowo wu Yakob ƒe nɔƒewo katã.

3 Glorious things are said of you, city of God. (Selah)

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

4 “I mention Rahab and Babylon to my followers. See, there are Philistia, and Tyre, along with Cush— and will say, '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 Of Zion it will be said, “Each of these was born in her; and the Most High himself will establish her.”

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

6 Yahweh writes in the census book of the nations, “This one was born there.” (Selah)

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

7 So also the singers and the dancers say together, “All my fountains are in you.”

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