English poem
PSAL. LXXXVII. A Psalm or song for the Sons of Korah
by Anonymous
HIs ground-work's in the holy hills, Jehovah's love excells To Sions gates, more than to all the tents where Jacob dwells. God's City, things of glorious same are uttered of thee. I'll Rahab name, and Babel to them that acknowledge me;
Behold Philistia and Tyre, with Ethiopia, there This man was born. This & that man was also born in her. Of Sion thus it shall be said, and he that is most high. Ev'n he himself shall her prepare a place of constancy.
The Lord when he the people tells shall count, there born was he. There singers and musicians are; my springs are all in thee.
More by Anonymous
- PSAL. LXXV. To the chief Musician, Altaschith, A Psalm or Song of Asaph
- PSAL. LXXX. To the chief Musician upon Sshannim Eduth a Psalm of Asaph
- PSAL. LXXXII. A Psalm of Asaph
- PSAL. LXXXVI. A Prayer of David: First Meeter
- Psal. XCIV
- Psal. XCVI
- PSAL. XLVI. To the chief Musician the sons of Korah, A Song upon Alamoth
- Psal. XV. A Psalm of David