A Song; a Psalm of the sons of Korah.
Great is Yahweh, and greatly to be praised, In the city of our Elohim, in his holy mountain.
Beautiful in elevation, the joy of the whole earth, Is mount Zion, on the sides of the north, The city of the great King.
Elohim hath made himself known in her palaces for a refuge.
For, lo, the kings assembled themselves, They passed by together.
They saw it, then were they amazed; They were dismayed, they hasted away.
Trembling took hold of them there, Pain, as of a woman in travail.
With the east wind Thou breakest the ships of Tarshish.
As we have heard, so have we seen In the city of Yahweh of hosts, in the city of our Elohim: Elohim will establish it for ever. Selah
We have thought on thy lovingkindness, O Elohim, In the midst of thy temple.
As is thy name, O Elohim, So is thy praise unto the ends of the earth: Thy right hand is full of righteousness.
Let mount Zion be glad, Let the daughters of Judah rejoice, Because of thy judgments.
Walk about Zion, and go round about her; Number the towers thereof;
Mark ye well her bulwarks; Consider her palaces: That ye may tell it to the generation following.
For this Elohim is our Elohim for ever and ever: He will be our guide even unto death.