Salme 122

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

A Song of Ascents. David’s. I was glad, when they were saying unto me, Unto the house of Yahweh, let us go!

2 Vore Fødder stode i dine Porte, Jerusalem!

Standing are our feet, within thy gates, O Jerusalem!

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

Jerusalem! that hath been builded, A true city, all joined together as one:

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

Whither have come up the tribes, The tribes of Yah, A testimony to Israel, To give thanks unto the Name of Yahweh:

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

For there are set—Thrones for justice, Thrones for the house David.

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

Ask ye for the peace of Jerusalem, They shall prosper, who love thee!

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

Peace be 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 friends, Oh, might I speak [saying], Peace be within thee!

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

For the sake of the house of Yahweh our God, will I seek blessing for thee.