Psalms 122

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. I was so happy when they said to me, “Let's go the house of the Lord.”

Jeg glædede mig ved dem, som sagde til mig: Vi ville gaa til Herrens Hus.

2 Now we're standing inside your gates, Jerusalem!

Vore Fødder stode i dine Porte, Jerusalem!

3 Jerusalem is built as a city where people can be together.

Jerusalem, du, som er bygget op som en Stad, der er tæt sammenbygget,

4 All the tribes—the tribes of the Lord—go up there, following the command given to Israel to give thanks to the Lord.

hvorhen Stammerne droge op, Herrens Stammer efter Israels Lov, for at prise Herrens Navn.

5 This is where the thrones are placed, where judgment is given, the thrones of the house of David.

Thi der var Stole satte til Dom, Stole for Davids Hus.

6 Pray that Jerusalem may be at peace. May everyone who loves Jerusalem be kept safe.

Beder om Jerusalems Fred; Ro finde de, som elske dig.

7 May there be peace within your walls, and safety within your fortresses.

Der være Fred paa din Mur, Ro i dine Paladser!

8 On behalf of my family and friends, I will now say, “May you be at peace.”

For mine Brødres og mine Venners Skyld vil jeg sige: Fred være i dig!

9 On behalf of the house of the Lord our God, I pray that everything goes well for you.

For Herrens vor Guds Hus's Skyld vil jeg søge dit Bedste.