Psalms 87

1 A Psalm by the sons of Korah; a Song. His foundation is in the holy mountains.

Zvavanakomana vaKora. Pisarema. Rwiyo. Akateya nheyo dzake pagomo dzvene;

2 The LORD loves the gates of Zion more than all the dwellings of Jacob.

Jehovha anoda masuo eZioni kupfuura pose panogara Jakobho.

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

Zvinhu zvakaisvonaka zvinotaurwa pamusoro pako, iwe guta raMwari: Sera

4 I will record Rahab and Babylon among those who acknowledge me. Behold, Philistia, Tyre, and also Ethiopia: “This one was born there.”

“Ndichanyora nezvaRahabhi neBhabhironi pakati pavanondiziva, neFiristiawo neTire, pamwe chete neEtiopia, uye vachati, ‘Uyu akaberekerwa muZioni.’”

5 Yes, of Zion it will be said, “This one and that one was born in her;” the Most High himself will establish her.

Zvirokwazvo, pamusoro peZioni vachati, “Uyu nowoyo vakaberekerwamo, uye Wokumusoro-soro pachake acharisimbisa.”

6 The LORD will count, when he writes up the peoples, “This one was born there.” (Selah)

Jehovha achanyora panonyorwa mazita amarudzi, kuti, “Uyu akaberekerwa muZioni.” Sera

7 Those who sing as well as those who dance say, “All my springs are in you.”

Pavanoimba, vachaimba vachiti, “Matsime angu ose ari mamuri.”