Psalms 87

1 A Canticle Psalm to the sons of Korah. Its foundations are in the holy mountains:

Se yon sòm pitit Kore yo. Se yon chante li ye. Bondye bati lavil li a sou mòn ki apa pou li a!

2 the Lord loves the gates of Zion above all the tabernacles of Jacob.

Li renmen lavil Jerizalèm pi plis pase tout lòt kote nan peyi Jakòb la.

3 Glorious things are being said of you, O City of God.

Ou menm, lavil Bondye a, tande bèl bagay y'ap di sou ou:

4 I will be mindful of Rahab and of Babylon knowing me. Behold, the foreigners, and Tyre, and the people of the Ethiopians: these have been there.

Lè m'ap nonmen non moun k'ap sèvi m' yo, m'ap mete moun peyi Lejip, moun peyi Babilòn sou lis la. Moun peyi Filisti, moun peyi Tir ak moun peyi Etiopi, se Jerizalèm yo fèt.

5 Will not Zion say that this man and that man were born in her? And the Most High himself has founded her.

Lè moun ap pale sou mòn Siyon an yo di: -Yo rele l' manman, paske se la yo tout fèt. Se Bondye anwo nan syèl la ki mete l' kanpe.

6 The Lord will explain, in the writings of peoples and of leaders, about those who have been in her.

Seyè a fè lis tout pèp yo, li fè yo tout pase pou moun lavil Jerizalèm.

7 For so the dwelling place within you is with all rejoicing.

Moun k'ap chante yo ansanm ak moun k'ap danse yo ap repete byen fò: -Se ou menm ki manman nou tout.