Psalms 87

1 Of the Korahites, a psalm. A song. On the holy mountain stands the city he founded.

`The salm of the song of the sones of Chore. The foundementis therof ben in hooli hillis;

2 The Lord loves the gates of Zion more than all the dwellings of Jacob.

the Lord loueth the yatis of Sion, more than alle the tabernaclis of Jacob.

3 Glorious things he is speaking of you, you city of God. (Selah)

Thou citee of God, with outen ende; gloriouse thingis ben seide of thee.

4 ‘Among those who are mine I name Rahab and Babylon, Philistia, Tyre, Ethiopia, their people will say I was born in Zion.

I schal be myndeful of Raab, and Babiloyne; knowynge me. Lo! aliens, and Tyre, and the puple of Ethiopiens; thei weren there.

5 As for Zion it will be said each and all were born in her.’ The Lord will preserve her.

Whether a man schal seie to Sion, And a man is born ther ynne; and that man altherhiyeste foundide it?

6 The Lord will count, when enrolling the peoples, ‘This one was born there, and that one was born there.’ (Selah)

The Lord schal telle in the scripturis of puplis; and of these princis, that weren ther ynne.

7 Singers and dancers alike will say ‘All my springs are in you.’

As the dwellyng `of alle that ben glad; is in thee.