Psalms 87:2
Very excellet thiges are spoke of ye, thou cite of God.
Very excellet thiges are spoke of ye, thou cite of God.
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
1Hir foundacions are vpo the holy hilles: the LORDE loueth the gates of Sion more, the all ye dwelliges of Iacob.
3Sela. I wil thinke vpo Rahab & Babilo, so that they shal knowe me:
13Yf thy children wil kepe my couenaunt, & my testimony yt I shal lerne the, their childre also shal syt vpo thy seate for euermore.
14For the LORDE hath chosen Sio, to be an habitacio for him self hath he chosen her.
8LORDE, I loue the habitacion of thy house, and ye place where thy honoure dwelleth.
12Prayse ye LORDE o Ierusale, prayse yi God o Sion.
13For he maketh fast ye barres of yi gates, & blesseth yi childre within ye.
1O how amiable are yi dwelliges, thou LORDE of hoostes?
2Oure fete shal stonde in thy gates, O Ierusalem.
1Greate is ye LORDE & hyelie to be praysed, in ye cite of or God, eue vpo his holy hill.
2The hill of Sion is like a fayre plate, wherof all the londe reioyseth: vpon the north syde lyeth the cite of the greate kinge.
3God is well knowne in hir palaces, yt he is the defence of the same.
2The LORDE is greate in Sion, & hye aboue all people.
16For the LORDE shal buylde vp Sion, and shal apeare in his glory.
21Praysed be the LORDE out of Sion, which dwelleth at Ierusale. Halleluya.
2At Salem is his tabernacle, & his dwellinge in Sion.
19in the courtes of the LORDES house, eue in the myddest of the, o Ierusalem. Halleluya.
5Stonde vp LORDE, thou that dwellest on hie: Let Sio be fylled with equyte and rightuousnesse.
35Let heauen & earth praise him, the see & all that moueth therin.
16Why hoppe ye so, ye greate hilles? It pleaseth God to dwell vpo this hill, yee the LORDE wil abyde in it for euer.
68He refused the tabernacle of Ioseph, and chose not the trybe of Ephraim.
2The LORDE shal buylde vp Ierusale, & gather together ye outcastes of Israel.
19Open me the gates of rightuousnes, yt I maye go in there thorow, & geue thakes vnto the LORDE.
20This is the dore of the LORDE, the rightuous shall entre in thorow it.
2Thus saieth the LORDE of hoostes: I was in a greate gelousy ouer Sion, yee I haue bene very gelous ouer her in a greate displeasure.
6O praye for the peace of Ierusale, they shal prospere that loue the.
8Sion heareh of it and reioyseth: yee all ye doughters of Iuda are glad because of thy iudgmentes, o LORDE.
1They that put their trust in ye LORDE, are eue as the mount Sion, which maye not be remoued, but stodeth fast for euer.
2The hilles stonde aboute Ierusalem, euen so stondeth the LORDE rounde aboute his people, fro this tyme forth for euermore.
4For why, the LORDE hath chosen Iacob vnto him self, & Israel for his owne possessio.
7Sela. Open yor gates (o ye prices) let the euerlastinge dores be opened, yt ye kynge of glory maye come in.
3The LORDE yt made heauen & earth, blesse the out of Sion.
10For one daye in thy courte is better then a thousande:
5Lo, thus shal ye ma be blessed, yt feareth the LORDE.
14That I maye shewe all thy prayses within the portes off the doughter Sion, and reioyse in thy sauynge health.
14And why? thy seruauntes haue a loue to hir stones, & it pitieth them to se her in the dust.
2Ye yt stode iu ye house of ye LORDE, in the courtes of the house of oure God.
2Ope ye gates, yt the good people maye go in, which laboureth for the treuth.
11O prayse the LORDE, which dwelleth in Sion shewe ye people of his doinges.
5Vntill I fynde out a place for the LORDE, an habitacio for the mightie one of Iacob.
5And of Sion it shalbe reported, that he was borne in her, euen the most hyest which hath buylded her.
9Open youre gates (o ye prynces) let the euerlastinge dores be opened, yt the kynge off glory maye come in.
18O be fauorable and gracious vnto Sion, that the walles of Ierusalem maye be buylded.
10The LORDE thy God (o Sion) is kynge for euermore, and thorow out all generacions. Halleluya.
2Out of Sion apeareth the glorious beutie of God.
1I wil loue the (o LORDE) my stregth. The LORDE is my sucor, my refuge, my Sauior: my god, my helper i who I trust: my buckler, ye horne of my health, & my proteccio.
8The LORDE God hath sworne euen by himself (sayeth the LORDE God of hoostes:) I hate the pryde of Iacob, and I abhorre his palaces: and I wil geue ouer the cite, wt all that is therin:
5He loueth mercy & iudgment, ye earth is full of the goodnesse of the LORDE
11Oh let the mout Sion reioyse, & ye doughters of Iuda be glad because of thy iudgmetes.
1I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer.