Salme 122

1 Sang til Festrejserne. Af David. Jeg frydede mig, da de sagde til mig: »Vi drager til HERRENS Hus!«

A Song of Ascents; of David. I rejoiced when they said unto me: 'Let us go unto the house of the LORD.'

2 Saa staar vore Fødder da i dine Porte, Jerusalem,

Our feet are standing within thy gates, O Jerusalem;

3 Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

Jerusalem, that art builded as a city that is compact together;

4 thi didop drager Stammerne, HERRENS Stammer: en Vedtægt for Israel om at prise HERRENS Navn.

Whither the tribes went up, even the tribes of the LORD, as a testimony unto Israel, to give thanks unto the name of the LORD.

5 Thi der staar Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

For there were set thrones for judgment, the thrones of the house of David.

6 Bed om Jerusalems Fred! Ro finde de, der elsker dig!

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

7 Der raade Fred paa din Mur, Tryghed i dine Borge!

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

8 For Brødres og Frænders Skyld vil jeg ønske dig Fred,

For my brethren and companions' sakes, I will now say: 'Peace be within thee.'

9 for HERREN vor Guds Hus's Skyld vil jeg søge dit Bedste.

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