Salme 122

1 Jeg glædede mig ved dem, som sagde til mig: Vi ville gaa til Herrens Hus.

A Song of degrees of David. I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the LORD.

2 Vore Fødder stode i dine Porte, Jerusalem!

Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Jerusalem.

3 Jerusalem, du, som er bygget op som en Stad, der er tæt sammenbygget,

Jerusalem is builded as a city that is compact together:

4 hvorhen Stammerne droge op, Herrens Stammer efter Israels Lov, for at prise Herrens Navn.

Whither the tribes go up, the tribes of the LORD, unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks unto the name of the LORD.

5 Thi der var Stole satte til Dom, Stole for Davids Hus.

For there are set thrones of judgment, the thrones of the house of David.

6 Beder om Jerusalems Fred; Ro finde de, som elske dig.

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: they shall prosper that love thee.

7 Der være Fred paa din Mur, Ro i dine Paladser!

Peace be within thy walls, [and] prosperity within thy palaces.

8 For mine Brødres og mine Venners Skyld vil jeg sige: Fred være i dig!

For my brethren and companions’ sakes, I will now say, Peace [be] within thee.

9 For Herrens vor Guds Hus's Skyld vil jeg søge dit Bedste.

Because of the house of the LORD our God I will seek thy good.