Psalms 122

1 A Canticle in steps. I rejoiced in the things that were said to me: “We shall go into the house of the Lord.”

Sang til Festrejserne. Af David. Jeg frydede mig, da de sagde til mig: »Vi drager til HERRENS Hus!«

2 Our feet were standing in your courts, O Jerusalem.

Saa staar vore Fødder da i dine Porte, Jerusalem,

3 Jerusalem has been built as a city, whose participation is unto itself.

Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

4 For to that place, the tribes ascended, the tribes of the Lord: the testimony of Israel, to confess to the name of the Lord.

thi didop drager Stammerne, HERRENS Stammer: en Vedtægt for Israel om at prise HERRENS Navn.

5 For in that place, seats have sat down in judgment, seats above the house of David.

Thi der staar Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

6 Petition for the things that are for the peace of Jerusalem, and for abundance for those who love you.

Bed om Jerusalems Fred! Ro finde de, der elsker dig!

7 Let peace be in your virtue, and abundance in your towers.

Der raade Fred paa din Mur, Tryghed i dine Borge!

8 For the sake of my brothers and my neighbors, I spoke peace about you.

For Brødres og Frænders Skyld vil jeg ønske dig Fred,

9 For the sake of the house of the Lord our God, I sought good things for you.

for HERREN vor Guds Hus's Skyld vil jeg søge dit Bedste.