(A song for pilgrims on the road up to Zion.)
Trust in Yahweh
And you’re as solid as Mount Zion,
Unmovable,
Eternal.
Jerusalem is ringed around
By mountains,
Just like Yahweh
Encircles his people.
Always.
Always.
Always.
Bad and destructive rulers
Won’t always run the land
Given to right-living people.
Otherwise, those right-living people
Would get sucked in
And do wrong themselves.
To the good,
Do good.
Yahweh, sustain
Good-hearted people.
But to those who follow the crooked paths
Of their crooked hearts,
Yahweh will put them behind bars
So Israel may enjoy peace.