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Ti àwọn ọmọ Kora. Saamu. Orin.

87 Ó ti fi ìpìlẹ̀ rẹ̀ sọlẹ̀ sórí òkè mímọ́;
Olúwa fẹ́ràn ẹnu-ọ̀nà Sioni
    ju gbogbo ibùgbé Jakọbu lọ.

Ohun ológo ni a sọ nípa rẹ̀,
    ìlú Ọlọ́run;
“Èmi ó dárúkọ Rahabu àti Babeli
    láàrín àwọn tí ó jẹ́wọ́ mi:
Filistia pẹ̀lú, àti Tire, pẹ̀lú Kuṣi
    yóò sọ pé, ‘Èyí ni a bí ní Sioni.’ ”
Nítòótọ́, ti Sioni ni a ó sọ,
    “Eléyìí àti eléyìí ni a bí nínú rẹ̀,
    àti Ọlọ́run Ọ̀gá-ògo ni yóò fìdí rẹ̀ múlẹ̀.”
Olúwa yóò kọ nínú àkọsílẹ̀ àwọn ènìyàn rẹ̀:
    “Eléyìí ni a bí ní Sioni.”

Àti àwọn olórin àti àwọn tí ń lu
    ohun èlò orin yóò wí pé,
    “Gbogbo orísun mi ń bẹ nínú rẹ.”

87 1-2 High on his holy mountain stands Jerusalem,[a] the city of God, the city he loves more than any other!

O city of God, what wondrous tales are told of you! Nowadays when I mention among my friends the names of Egypt and Babylonia, Philistia and Tyre, or even distant Ethiopia, someone boasts that he was born in one or another of those countries. But someday the highest honor will be to be a native of Jerusalem! For the God above all gods will personally bless this city. When he registers her citizens, he will place a check mark beside the names of those who were born here. And in the festivals they’ll sing, “All my heart is in Jerusalem.”

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 87:1 Jerusalem, literally, “Zion.”