< 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.
Så står 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 did op 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 står 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 råde Fred på 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.

< Psalms 122 >