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.

Cántico gradual. De David. Me llené de gozo cuando me dijeron: “Iremos a la Casa de Yahvé.”

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

Ya se posan nuestros pies ante tus puertas, ¡oh Jerusalén!

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

Jerusalén, que estás edificada, como la ciudad cuya comunidad le está bien unida.

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.

Allá suben las tribus, las tribus de Yah; es ley para Israel celebrar allí el Nombre de Yahvé.

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

Allí se han establecido los tronos para el juicio, los tronos de la casa de David.

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

Saludad a Jerusalén: “Gocen de seguridad los que te aman;

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

reine la paz dentro de tus muros, la felicidad en tus palacios.”

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

Por amor a mis hermanos y amigos exclamo: Paz sobre ti.

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

A causa del Templo de Yahvé nuestro Dios te auguro todo bien.