Psalms 122

1 A song of ascents. Of David. I was glad when they said to me, “Let us go to the house of the LORD.”

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

2 Our feet are standing in your gates, O Jerusalem.

Vore Fødder stode i dine Porte, Jerusalem!

3 Jerusalem is built up as a city united together,

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

4 where the tribes go up, the tribes of the LORD, as a testimony for Israel, to give thanks to the name of the LORD.

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

5 For there the thrones of judgment stand, the thrones of the house of David.

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

6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: “May those who love you prosper.

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

7 May there be peace within your walls, and prosperity inside your fortresses.”

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

8 For the sake of my brothers and friends, I will say, “Peace be within you.”

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

9 For the sake of the house of the LORD our God, I will seek your prosperity.

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