A song. A psalm of the Korahites.
1 Great is the Lord and worthy all praise
in the city of our God.
His holy mountain,
2 that rises so fair,
is the joy of all the world.
Like the mount of the gods is Mount Zion,
the city of the great king.
3 Once God made himself known
as the defence of her palaces.
4 For see! A concert of kings
passed over the frontier together.
5 But one glance, and they were astounded;
they hastened away in dismay.
6 Trembling took hold of them there,
like the pains of a woman in labour.
7 They were shattered, as east wind shatters
the giant ships in pieces.
8 What we heard, we now have seen
in the city of the Lord of hosts,
the city of our God.
God will uphold her forever.
9 We think, O God, of your love,
in the midst of your temple.
10 Your fame, O God, like your name, shall extend
to the ends of the earth.
Victory fills your hand.
11 Let mount Zion be glad;
let the daughters of Judah rejoice
because of your judgments.
12 Walk about Zion, go round her;
count her towers.
13 Set your mind on her ramparts,
consider her palaces;
that you tell to the next generation
14 That such is God,
our God he it is who shall guide us
for ever and ever.