Salme 122

1 (Sang til Festrejserne. Af David.) Jeg frydede mig, da de sagde til mig: "Vi drager til HERRENs Hus!"

“A psalm of the steps, or the goings up. By David.” I was glad when they said to me, Let us go up to the house of the LORD!

2 Så står 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, the rebuilt city! The city that is joined together!

4 thi did op drager Stammerne, HERRENs Stammer en Vedtægt for Israel om at prise HERRENs Navn.

Thither the tribes go up, The tribes of the LORD, according to the law of Israel, To praise the name of the LORD.

5 Thi der står Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

There stand the thrones of 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 who love thee!

7 Der råde Fred på 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' sake will I 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, Will I seek thy good!