1A psalm of the sons of Korah God majestic, praise abounds in our God-city! His sacred mountain,
2breathtaking in its heights—earth's joy. Zion Mountain looms in the North, city of the world-King.
3God in his citadel peaks impregnable.
4The kings got together, they united and came.
5They took one look and shook their heads, they scattered and ran away.
6They doubled up in pain like a woman having a baby.
7You smashed the ships of Tarshish with a storm out of the East.
8We heard about it, then we saw it with our eyes— In God's city of angel armies, in the city our God Set on firm foundations, firm forever.
9We pondered your love-in-action, God, waiting in your temple:
10Your name, God, evokes a train of Hallelujahs wherever It is spoken, near and far; your arms are heaped with goodness-in-action.
11Be glad, Zion Mountain; Dance, Judah's daughters! He does what he said he'd do!
12Circle Zion, take her measure, count her fortress peaks,
13Gaze long at her sloping bulwark, climb her citadel heights— Then you can tell the next generation detail by detail the story of God,
14Our God forever, who guides us till the end of time.