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.

Canción de las gradas: de David. Yo me alegré con los que me decían: A la Casa del SEÑOR iremos.

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

Nuestros pies estuvieron en tus puertas, oh Jerusalén;

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

Jerusalén, la que es edificada como una ciudad que está bien unida entre sí.

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.

Porque allá subieron las tribus, las tribus de JAH, el testimonio a Israel, para alabar el Nombre del SEÑOR.

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

Porque allá están los tronos del 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.

Demandad la paz de Jerusalén; sean pacificados los que te aman.

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

Haya paz en tu antemuro, y descanso en tus palacios.

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

A causa de mis hermanos y mis compañeros hablaré ahora paz de ti.

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

A causa de la Casa del SEÑOR nuestro Dios, buscaré bien para ti.