Psalms 87

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

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

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

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

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

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

4 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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