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.

Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Lwa Dawudi. Nasanyuka bwe baŋŋamba nti, “Tugende mu nnyumba ya Mukama!”

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

Ebigere byaffe biyimiridde mu miryango gyo, Ayi Yerusaalemi.

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

Yerusaalemi yazimbibwa okuba ekibuga ekinywevu ekiyimiridde awamu.

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.

Eyo ebika byonna gye biraga, ebika bya Mukama, okutendereza erinnya lya Mukama ng’ebiragiro ebyaweebwa Isirayiri bwe biri.

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

Eyo entebe ez’okusalirako emisango gye zaateekebwa; z’entebe ez’obwakabaka ez’ennyumba ya Dawudi.

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

Musabirenga Yerusaalemi emirembe: “Abo abakwagala bafune ebirungi.

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

Emirembe gibeerenga munda w’ebisenge byo; n’amayumba go amanene gabeerenga n’omukisa era nga manywevu.”

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

Olwa baganda bange ne mikwano gyange nnaayogeranga nti, “Emirembe gibeerenga mu ggwe.”

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

Olw’obulungi bw’ennyumba ya Mukama Katonda waffe, nnaanoonyanga okukulaakulana kwa Yerusaalemi.