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, “Let us go to the house of Yahweh.”

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

Jerusalem, our feet are standing within your gates!

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

Jerusalem, built as a city carefully planned!

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.

The tribes go up to Jerusalem—the tribes of Yahweh— as a testimony for Israel, to give thanks to the name of Yahweh.

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

There thrones of judgment were set, thrones of the house of David.

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

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem! “May those who love you have peace.

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

May there be peace within the walls that defend you, and may they have peace within your fortresses.”

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

For the sake of my brothers and my friends I will say, “May there be peace within you.”

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

For the sake of the house of Yahweh our God, I will seek good for you.