1To the sons of Korah. A melody. A song. Its foundation is in the holy mountains.2The LORD loves the gates of Zion more than all the tabernacles of Jacob.3Glorious things are spoken in you, O city of God. Selah.4I will remember Rahab and Babylon among those who know me. Behold, Philistia and Tyre with Cush: This one was born there.5And it will be said to Zion, "This man and that man was born in her," and the Most High himself will establish her.6The LORD will recount in the writing of the peoples: This one was born there. Selah.7And the singers are like the flute players: All my springs are in you.