Psalm 48

1A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah. Great is Jehovah, and praised greatly, In the city of our God — His holy hill.

2Beautiful for elevation, A joy of all the land, is Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of a great king.

3God in her high places is known for a tower.

4For, lo, the kings met, they passed by together,

5They have seen — so they have marvelled, They have been troubled, they were hastened away.

6Trembling hath seized them there, Pain, as of a travailing woman.

7By an east wind Thou shiverest ships of Tarshish.

8As we have heard, so we have seen, In the city of Jehovah of hosts, In the city of our God, God doth establish her — to the age. Selah.

9We have thought, O God, of Thy kindness, In the midst of Thy temple,

10As is Thy name, O God, so is Thy praise, Over the ends of the earth, Righteousness hath filled Thy right hand.

11Rejoice doth Mount Zion, The daughters of Judah are joyful, For the sake of Thy judgments.

12Compass Zion, and go round her, count her towers,

13Set your heart to her bulwark, Consider her high places, So that ye recount to a later generation,

14That this God is our God — To the age and for ever, He — he doth lead us over death!