תהילים מ״חPsalms 48

A song. A psalm of the Korahites.

GOD is great and much acclaimed
in the city of our God,
the holy mountain—

fair-crested, joy of all the earth,
Mount Zion, summit of Zaphon,
city of the great ruler.

Through its citadels, God has become known as a haven.

See, the kings joined forces;
they advanced together.

At the mere sight of it they were stunned,
they were terrified, they panicked;

they were seized there with a trembling,
like a woman in the throes of labor,

as the Tarshish fleet was wrecked
in an easterly gale.

The likes of what we heard we have now witnessed
in the city of GOD of hosts,
in the city of our God—
may God preserve it forever! Selah.

In Your temple, God,
we meditate upon Your faithful care.

The praise of You, God, like Your name,
reaches to the ends of the earth;
Your right hand is filled with beneficence.

Let Mount Zion rejoice!
Let the towns of Judah exult,
because of Your judgments.

Walk around Zion,
circle it;
count its towers,

take note of its ramparts;
go through its citadels,
that you may recount it to a future age.

For God truly is our God forever,
who will lead us evermore.