Psalms 122

1 A Song of the going up. Of David. I was glad because they said to me, We will go into the house of the Lord.

A song of ascents. Of David. I was glad when they said to me, “We will go to the house of the Lord.”

2 At last our feet were inside your doors, O Jerusalem.

Now we are standing, within your gates, O Jerusalem.

3 O Jerusalem, you are like a town which is well joined together;

O Jerusalem, built close-packed, like a city without breach or gap,

4 To which the tribes went up, even the tribes of the Lord, for a witness to Israel, to give praise to the name of the Lord.

to you do the tribes come, the tribes of the Lord, as the law has ordained for Israel, there to give thanks to the Lord.

5 For there seats for the judges were placed, even the rulers' seats of the line of David.

There once stood thrones of justice even thrones of the household of David.

6 O make prayers for the peace of Jerusalem; may they whose love is given to you do well.

Pray that all may be well with Jerusalem, and well with those who love you,

7 May peace be inside your walls, and wealth in your noble houses.

well within your ramparts, and well within your palaces.

8 Because of my brothers and friends, I will now say, Let peace be with you.

For the sake of my brethren and friends, I will wish you now prosperity:

9 Because of the house of the Lord our God, I will be working for your good.

for the sake of the house of the Lord our God, I will seek your good.