A song. A melody of the sons of Koʹrah.+
48 Jehovah is great and much to be praised+
In the city of our God,+ [in] his holy mountain.+
2 Pretty for loftiness, the exultation of the whole earth,+
Is Mount Zion on the remote sides of the north,+
The town of the grand King.+
3 In her dwelling towers God himself has become known as a secure height.+
4 For, look! the kings themselves have met by appointment,+
They have passed by together.+
5 They themselves saw; [and] so they were amazed.
They got disturbed, they were sent running in panic.+
6 Trembling itself took hold of them there,+
Birth pangs like those of a woman giving birth.+
7 With an east wind you wreck the ships of Tarʹshish.+
8 Just as we have heard, so we have seen+
In the city of Jehovah of armies, in the city of our God.+
God himself will firmly establish it to time indefinite.+ Seʹlah.
9 We have pondered, O God, over your loving-kindness+
In the midst of your temple.+
10 Like your name,+ O God, so your praise is
To the borders of the earth.
Your right hand is full of righteousness itself.+
11 May Mount Zion+ rejoice,
May the dependent towns of Judah be joyful,+ on account of your judicial decisions.+
12 March around Zion, YOU people, and go about it,+
Count its towers.+
13 Set YOUR hearts upon its rampart.+
Inspect its dwelling towers,
In order that YOU may recount it to the future generation.+
14 For this God is our God to time indefinite, even forever.+
He himself will guide us until [we] die.+