His tent is in Salem. His home is in Zion.
Then King Melchizedek of Salem brought out bread and wine. He was a priest of God Most High.
But now I’ve chosen Jerusalem to be a place for my name; I’ve chosen David to rule my people Israel.’
He hides me in his shelter when there is trouble. He keeps me hidden in his tent. He sets me high on a rock.
Its beautiful peak is the joy of the whole earth. Mount Zion is on the northern ridge. It is the city of the great king.
Make music to praise the Lord, who is enthroned in Zion. Announce to the nations what he has done.
Shout loudly, and sing with joy, people of Zion! The Holy One of Israel is great. He is among you.”
He stripped his own booth as if it were a garden and destroyed his own festivals. The Lord wiped out the memory of festivals and days of rest—holy days—in Zion. He expelled kings and priests because of his fierce anger.
