< Psalms 48 >

1 A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah. Great [is] Jehovah, and praised greatly, In the city of our God — His holy hill.
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 Beautiful [for] elevation, A joy of all the land, [is] Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of a great king.
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 in her high places is known for a tower.
God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
4 For, lo, the kings met, they passed by together,
For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
5 They have seen — so they have marvelled, They have been troubled, they were hastened away.
They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
6 Trembling hath seized them there, Pain, as of a travailing woman.
Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
7 By an east wind Thou shiverest ships of Tarshish.
With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
8 As we have heard, so we have seen, In the city of Jehovah of hosts, In the city of our God, God doth establish her — to the age. (Selah)
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 We have thought, O God, of Thy kindness, In the midst of Thy temple,
We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:
10 As [is] Thy name, O God, so [is] Thy praise, Over the ends of the earth, Righteousness hath filled Thy right hand.
According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
11 Rejoice doth Mount Zion, The daughters of Judah are joyful, For the sake of Thy judgments.
Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
12 Compass Zion, and go round her, count her towers,
Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
13 Set your heart to her bulwark, Consider her high places, So that ye recount to a later generation,
Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
14 That this God [is] our God — To the age and for ever, He — he doth lead us over death!
For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.

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