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.

Ich bin froh, wenn sie zu mir sagen: Lasset uns gehen nach dem Hause Jehovahs!

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

In deinen Toren stehen unsere Füße, o Jerusalem.

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

Jerusalem, die gebaut ist wie eine Stadt, die für sich zusammengefügt ist in eins.

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.

Wo hinaufziehen die Stämme, die Stämme Jahs, ein Zeugnis für Israel, zu bekennen den Namen Jehovahs.

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

Denn dort sitzen Throne zum Gericht, Throne von Davids Haus.

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

Bittet um den Frieden Jerusalems. In Ruhe seien, die dich lieben.

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

Friede sei in deiner Vormauer, Ruhe in deinen Palästen!

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

Um meiner Brüder und Genossen willen laß mich doch reden: Friede sei in dir!

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

Um des Hauses Jehovahs unseres Gottes willen will ich dir Gutes suchen.