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|Salmos 48:1| A song. A psalm of the Sons of Korah. [1] Great is the LORD, and most worthy of praise, in the city of our God, his holy mountain.

|Salmos 48:2| Beautiful in its loftiness, the joy of the whole earth, like the heights of Zaphon ⁸¹ is Mount Zion, the city of the Great King.

|Salmos 48:3| God is in her citadels; he has shown himself to be her fortress.

|Salmos 48:4| When the kings joined forces, when they advanced together,

|Salmos 48:5| they saw her and were astounded; they fled in terror.

|Salmos 48:6| Trembling seized them there, pain like that of a woman in labor.

|Salmos 48:7| You destroyed them like ships of Tarshish shattered by an east wind.

|Salmos 48:8| As we have heard, so we have seen in the city of the LORD Almighty, in the city of our God: God makes her secure forever. ⁸²

|Salmos 48:9| Within your temple, O God, we meditate on your unfailing love.

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|Salmos 48:10| Like your name, O God, your praise reaches to the ends of the earth; your right hand is filled with righteousness.