Psalms 87

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

Salamo nataon’ ny Koraïta. Tonon-kira.

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

Ny vavahadin’ i Ziona dia tian’ i Jehovah mihoatra noho ny fonenana rehetra izay an’ i Jakoba.

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

Zava-malaza no anambarana anao Ry tanànan’ Andriamanitra. (Sela)

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

Hanonona an-dRahaba sy Babylona Aho ho isan’ izay mahalala ahy; Indro Filistia sy Tyro mbamin’ i Etiopia, Ity no efa teraka teo.

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

Ary Ziona hilazana hoe: Ireto sy ireroa samy efa teraka teo; Ary ny Avo Indrindra no mampitoetra azy.

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

Jehovah hanisa, raha manoratra ny firenena Izy: Ity no efa teraka teo. (Sela)

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

Hoy izay mihira sy mandihy: Ny loharanoko rehetra dia ao aminao.