Psalms 87

1 `The salm of the song of the sones of Chore. The foundementis therof ben in hooli hillis;

Zaburi mar yawuot Kora. Wer. Oseguro mise mare ewi got maler;

2 the Lord loueth the yatis of Sion, more than alle the tabernaclis of Jacob.

Jehova Nyasaye ohero rangeye mag Sayun, moloyo kuonde dak duto mag Jakobo.

3 Thou citee of God, with outen ende; gloriouse thingis ben seide of thee.

Ji wacho gik madongo kuomi, yaye dala maduongʼ mar Nyasaye: (Sela)

4 I schal be myndeful of Raab, and Babiloyne; knowynge me. Lo! aliens, and Tyre, and the puple of Ethiopiens; thei weren there.

“Abiro kwano Rahab gi Babulon e kanyakla mar joma ongʼeya, nyaka Filistia bende, kod Turo, kaachiel gi Kush kendo abiro wacho ni, ‘Ngʼatni nonywol ei Sayun.’”

5 Whether a man schal seie to Sion, And a man is born ther ynne; and that man altherhiyeste foundide it?

Adier, nowachi kuom Sayun niya, “En min ogendini mathoth, kendo Nyasaye Man Malo Moloyo owuon biro chunge.”

6 The Lord schal telle in the scripturis of puplis; and of these princis, that weren ther ynne.

Jehova Nyasaye biro ndiko e kitabu mindikoe nying ogendini kama: “Jali nonywol ei Sayun.” (Sela)

7 As the dwellyng `of alle that ben glad; is in thee.

Sa ma giloso wer to giniwer niya, “Soknina duto ni e iyi.”