< Psalms 122 >

1 A song of degrees, or Psalme of David. I rejoiced, when they sayd to me, We wil go into the house of the Lord.
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.”
2 Our feete shall stand in thy gates, O Ierusalem.
Now we're standing inside your gates, Jerusalem!
3 Ierusalem is builded as a citie, that is compact together in it selfe:
Jerusalem is built as a city where people can be together.
4 Whereunto the Tribes, euen the Tribes of the Lord go vp according to the testimonie to Israel, to prayse the Name of the Lord.
All the tribes—the tribes of the Lord—go up there, following the command given to Israel to give thanks to the Lord.
5 For there are thrones set for iudgement, euen the thrones of the house of Dauid.
This is where the thrones are placed, where judgment is given, the thrones of the house of David.
6 Pray for the peace of Ierusalem: let them prosper that loue thee.
Pray that Jerusalem may be at peace. May everyone who loves Jerusalem be kept safe.
7 Peace be within thy walles, and prosperitie within thy palaces.
May there be peace within your walls, and safety within your fortresses.
8 For my brethren and neighbours sakes I will wish thee now prosperitie.
On behalf of my family and friends, I will now say, “May you be at peace.”
9 Because of the House of the Lord our God, I will procure thy wealth.
On behalf of the house of the Lord our God, I pray that everything goes well for you.

< Psalms 122 >