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.”

A Song of degrees. Of David. I rejoiced when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of Jehovah.

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

Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Jerusalem.

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

Jerusalem, which art built as a city that is compact together,

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

Whither the tribes go up, the tribes of Jah, a testimony to Israel, to give thanks unto the name of Jehovah.

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

For there are set thrones for judgment, the thrones of the house of David.

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

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: they shall prosper that love thee.

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

Peace be within thy bulwarks, prosperity within thy palaces.

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

For my brethren and companions' sakes I will say, Peace be within thee!

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

Because of the house of Jehovah our God I will seek thy good.