Psalmi 87

1 Koraha bērnu dziesma. Viņas pamati ir likti uz svētiem kalniem.

A Psalm of a Song for the sons of Core. His foundations are in the holy mountains.

2 Tas Kungs mīļo Ciānas vārtus pār visiem Jēkaba dzīvokļiem.

The Lord loves the gates of Sion, more than all the tabernacles of Jacob.

3 Teicamas lietas par tevi top sludinātas, tu Dieva pilsēta. (Sela)

Glorious things have been spoken of you, O city of God. (Pause)

4 Es pieskaitīšu Rahabu un Bābeli pie tiem, kas mani pazīst; redzi, Fīlisti un Tirus ar Moru ļaudīm: šis tur ir dzimis.

I will make mention of Raab and Babylon to them that know me: behold also the Philistines, and Tyre, and the people of the Ethiopians: these were born there.

5 Un par Ciānu sacīs: šis un tas tur ir dzimis, un tas Visuaugstais pats to stiprina.

A man shall say, Sion [is my] mother; and [such] a man was born in her; and the Highest himself has founded her.

6 Tas Kungs skaitīs un rakstīs tās tautas: šis tur ir dzimis. (Sela)

The Lord shall recount [it] in the writing of the people, and of these princes that were born in her.

7 Un dziedot un dejot sauks: visi mani avoti, (ak Ciāna), ir iekš Tevis.

The dwelling of all within you is [as the dwelling] of those that rejoice.