A song. A psalm of the descendants of Korah.
He built his city, on the holy mountain, as a labour of love
The Lord loves spending time at his home in Zion
more than all his other homes combined.
We hear nothing but the highest praise for you,
we hear amazing things about you, city of God.
I will summarize the unbelievable reports we hear coming from the city:
There are people in Egypt and Babylon that confess me,
even in Philstia and Tyre, including Cush
I will say about all of them, “This child was born in my home,”
Incredible as it seems, this will be true of Zion:
“It is now a multi ethnic community, not by chance but because God himself will make it so,”
The Lord himself will verify their citizenship by writing,
“This child was born in Zion.”
Then they all will join the party, singing this song to God, in their own language.
All my joy in living springs from you.
Translation by Joe Tolkamp