Psalms 48

1 A song. A psalm of the Korahites. Great is the Lord and worthy all praise in the city of our God. His holy mountain,

2 that rises so fair, is the joy of all the world. Like the mount of the gods is Mount Zion, the city of the great king.

3 Once God made himself known as the defence of her palaces.

4 For see! A concert of kings passed over the frontier together.

5 But one glance, and they were astounded; they hastened away in dismay.

6 Trembling took hold of them there, like the pains of a woman in labour.

7 They were shattered, as east wind shatters the giant ships in pieces.

8 What we heard, we now have seen in the city of the Lord of hosts, the city of our God. God will uphold her forever. (Selah)

9 We think, O God, of your love, in the midst of your temple.

10 Your fame, O God, like your name, shall extend to the ends of the earth. Victory fills your hand.

11 Let mount Zion be glad; let the daughters of Judah rejoice because of your judgments.

12 Walk about Zion, go round her; count her towers.

13 Set your mind on her ramparts, consider her palaces; that you tell to the next generation

14 That such is God, our God he it is who shall guide us for ever and ever.