Salme 122

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

“A song of the degrees by David.” I was rejoiced when they said unto me, Unto the house of the Lord let us go.

2 Vore Fødder stode i dine Porte, Jerusalem!

Our feet are now standing within thy gates, O Jerusalem!

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

Jerusalem, which art built as a city wherein all associate together.

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

For thither go up the tribes of the Lord, as a testimony for 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 placed chairs for [giving] judgment, the chairs for the house of David.—

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

Pray ye for the peace of Jerusalem; may those that love thee prosper.

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

May there be peace within thy walls, prosperity within thy palaces,

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

For the sake of my brethren and my friends, let me now speak, Peace be within thee.

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

For the sake of the house of the Lord our God, will I seek thy good.