| | 1 | A song. A psalm of the Sons of Korah. Great is the LORD, and most worthy of praise, in the city of our God, his holy mountain. | |
| | 2 | It is beautiful in its loftiness, the joy of the whole earth. Like the utmost heights of Zaphon is Mount Zion, the city of the Great King. | |
| | 3 | God is in her citadels; he has shown himself to be her fortress. | |
| | 4 | When the kings joined forces, when they advanced together, | |
| | 5 | they saw her and were astounded; they fled in terror. | |
| | 6 | Trembling seized them there, pain like that of a woman in labor. | |
| | 7 | You destroyed them like ships of Tarshish shattered by an east wind. | |
| | 8 | As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the LORD Almighty, in the city of our God: God makes her secure forever. Selah | |
| | 9 | Within your temple, O God, we meditate on your unfailing love. | |
| | 10 | Like your name, O God, your praise reaches to the ends of the earth; your right hand is filled with righteousness. | |
| | 11 | Mount Zion rejoices, the villages of Judah are glad because of your judgments. | |
| | 12 | Walk about Zion, go around her, count her towers, | |
| | 13 | consider well her ramparts, view her citadels, that you may tell of them to the next generation. | |
| | 14 | For this God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end. | |
