< 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 of ascents. Of David. I was glad when they said to me, “We will go to the house of the Lord.”
2 Our feete shall stand in thy gates, O Ierusalem.
Now we are standing, within your gates, O Jerusalem.
3 Ierusalem is builded as a citie, that is compact together in it selfe:
O Jerusalem, built close-packed, like a city without breach or gap,
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.
to you do the tribes come, the tribes of the Lord, as the law has ordained for Israel, there to give thanks to the Lord.
5 For there are thrones set for iudgement, euen the thrones of the house of Dauid.
There once stood thrones of justice even thrones of the household of David.
6 Pray for the peace of Ierusalem: let them prosper that loue thee.
Pray that all may be well with Jerusalem, and well with those who love you,
7 Peace be within thy walles, and prosperitie within thy palaces.
well within your ramparts, and well within your palaces.
8 For my brethren and neighbours sakes I will wish thee now prosperitie.
For the sake of my brethren and friends, I will wish you now prosperity:
9 Because of the House of the Lord our God, I will procure thy wealth.
for the sake of the house of the Lord our God, I will seek your good.

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