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.

Obradovah se kad mi rekoše: hajdemo u dom Gospodnji!

2 Our feete shall stand in thy gates, O Ierusalem.

Evo, stoje noge naše na vratima tvojim, Jerusalime!

3 Ierusalem is builded as a citie, that is compact together in it selfe:

Jerusalim je izidan, kao grad sliven u jednu zgradu.

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.

Onamo idu plemena, plemena Gospodnja, po naredbi Izrailjevoj da slave ime Gospodnje.

5 For there are thrones set for iudgement, euen the thrones of the house of Dauid.

Ondje stoje prijestoli sudski, prijestoli doma Davidova.

6 Pray for the peace of Ierusalem: let them prosper that loue thee.

Ištite mira Jerusalimu; neka bude dobro onima koji ljube tebe!

7 Peace be within thy walles, and prosperitie within thy palaces.

Neka bude mir oko zidova tvojih, i èestitost u dvorima tvojim!

8 For my brethren and neighbours sakes I will wish thee now prosperitie.

Radi braæe svoje, i prijatelja svojih govorim: mir ti!

9 Because of the House of the Lord our God, I will procure thy wealth.

Radi doma Gospoda Boga našega želim ti dobro.