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Psalms:87

¹Written by the Korahites; a psalm, a song. The Lord’s city is in the holy hills. ²The Lord loves the gates of Zion more than all the dwelling places of Jacob. ³People say wonderful things about you, O city of God. (Selah)⁴I mention Rahab and Babylon to my followers. Here are Philistia and Tyre, along with Ethiopia. It is said of them, “This one was born there.” ⁵But it is said of Zion’s residents, “Each one of these was born in her, and the Most High makes her secure.” ⁶The Lord writes in the census book of the nations, “This one was born there.” (Selah)⁷As for the singers, as well as the pipers— all of them sing within your walls.