Psalms 87

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

Koramma dwom. Wato ne fapem wɔ bepɔw kronkron no so;

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

Awurade dɔ Sion apon no sen Yakob atenae nyinaa.

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

Wɔka wo ho anuonyamsɛm Onyankopɔn kuropɔn:

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

“Mede Rahab ne Babilonia bɛka wɔn a wɔyɛ osetie ma me no ho, Filistia, Tiro ne Kus nso na maka se, ‘Wɔwoo eyinom wɔ Sion.’”

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

Ampa ara wɔbɛka afa Sion ho se, “Wɔwoo oyi ne ɔno wɔ no mu, na Ɔsorosoroni no ankasa de no betim hɔ.”

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

Awurade bɛkyerɛw wɔ nnipa dinkyerɛw nhoma no mu se, “Wɔwoo oyi wɔ Sion.”

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

Na wɔbɛto dwom se, “Me ntin nyinaa wɔ wo mu.” Kora mma dwom a wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo sɛ wɔnto no “Mahalat Leannot” sanku so.