Psalms 48

1 The song of salm, of the sones of Chore. The Lord is greet, and worthi to be preisid ful myche; in the citee of oure God, in the hooli hil of hym.

A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.

2 It is foundid in the ful out ioiyng of al erthe; the hil of Syon; the sidis of the north, the citee of the greet kyng.

Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.

3 God schal be knowun in the housis therof; whanne he schal take it.

God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.

4 For lo! the kyngis of erthe weren gaderid togidere; thei camen into o place.

For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;

5 Thei seynge so wondriden; thei weren disturblid, thei weren mouyd togidere, tremblyng took hem.

They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!

6 There sorewis as of a womman trauelynge of child;

Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.

7 in a greet spirit thou schalt al to-breke the schippis of Tharsis.

With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.

8 As we herden, so we sien, in the citee of the Lord of vertues, in the citee of oure God; God hath foundid that citee with outen ende.

Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)

9 God, we han resseyued thi mercy; in the myddis of thi temple.

We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:

10 Aftir thi name, God, so thin heriyng is spred abrood in to the endis of erthe; thi riyt hond is ful of riytfulnesse.

According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.

11 The hil of Sion be glad, and the douytris of Judee be fulli ioiful; for thi domes, Lord.

Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.

12 Cumpasse ye Syon, and biclippe ye it; telle ye in the touris therof.

Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;

13 Sette ye youre hertis in the vertu of him; and departe ye the housis of hym, that ye telle out in an other generacioun.

Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;

14 For this is God, oure God, in to withouten ende, and in to the world of world; he schal gouerne vs in to worldis.

For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.