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 Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised, in the city of our God, in 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 the whole earth, is Mount Zion, on the north sides, the city of the great King.

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

God has shown himself in her citadels as a refuge.

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

For, behold, the kings assembled themselves, they passed by together.

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

They saw it, then they were amazed. They were dismayed. They hurried away.

6 There sorewis as of a womman trauelynge of child;

Trembling took hold of them there, pain, as of a woman in travail.

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

With the east wind, you break 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.

As we have heard, so we have seen, in the city of the LORD of Armies, in the city of our God. God will establish it forever. (Selah)

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

We have thought about your loving kindness, God, in the middle of your 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.

As is your name, God, so is your praise to the ends of the earth. Your right hand is full of righteousness.

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

Let Mount Zion be glad! Let the daughters of Judah rejoice because of your judgements.

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

Walk about Zion, and go around her. Number its 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.

Notice her bulwarks. Consider her palaces, that you may tell it to the next 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 forever and ever. He will be our guide even to death.