Psalm 48
The Security of the King's Holy City
A song. A psalm by the Sons of Korah.
Call to Praise
1The Lord is great. He deserves to be praised
in the city of our God, on his holy mountain.
2His mountain is lofty and beautiful, the joy of the whole earth.
Mount Zion, the northern mountain, is the city of the Great King.
3God is in her citadels.
He is famous as her fortress.
Defeat of the Enemies
4Look! See! The kings came together.
They advanced together.
5They saw. Yes, they were amazed.
They were terrified. They were put to flight.
6Trembling seized them there,
pain like a woman giving birth.
7You shattered them with an east wind, like ships of Tarshish.
Thanksgiving
8What we have heard, we now have also seen:
In the city of the Lord of Armies,
in the city of our God,
God establishes her forever. Interlude
9Inside your temple, O God, we meditate on your mercy.
10Your praise, O God, reaches to the ends of the earth,
just as your fame does.
Righteousness fills your right hand.
11Mount Zion rejoices.
The daughters of Judah[] celebrate because of your judgments. 12Go around Zion. Yes, go all the way around her.
Count her towers. 13Consider her rampart.[] View her citadels,
so that you may tell the next generation about them.
14For this God is our God forever and ever.
He will guide us beyond death.[]