< Psalms 48 >

1 A song; a psalm of the sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh and greatly to be praised, in the city of our God on his holy mountain.
A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.
2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of the whole earth, is Mount Zion, on the sides of the north, the city of the great King.
Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.
3 God has made himself known in her palaces as a refuge.
God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
4 For, see, the kings assembled themselves; they passed by together.
For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
5 They saw it, then they were amazed; they were dismayed, and they hurried away.
They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
6 Trembling took hold of them there, pain as when a woman is in labor.
Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
7 With the east wind you break the ships of Tarshish.
With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
8 As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of Yahweh of hosts, in the city of our God; God will establish it forever. (Selah)
Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)
9 We have thought about your covenant faithfulness, God, in the middle of your temple.
We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:
10 As your name is, God, so is your praise to the ends of the earth; your right hand is full of righteousness.
According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
11 Let Mount Zion be glad, let the daughters of Judah rejoice because of your righteous decrees.
Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
12 Walk around Mount Zion, go round about her; count her towers,
Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
13 notice well her walls, and look at her palaces so that you may tell it to the next generation.
Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
14 For this God is our God forever and ever; he will be our guide to death.
For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.

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