Psalms 122

1 A Song of degrees of David. I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the LORD.

Rwiyo rworwendo rwaDhavhidhi. Ndakafara pavakati kwandiri, “Handei kumba yaJehovha.”

2 Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Jerusalem.

Tsoka dzedu dzimire mukati mamasuo ako, iwe Jerusarema.

3 Jerusalem is builded as a city that is compact together:

Jerusarema rakavakwa seguta rakapakata kwazvo.

4 Whither the tribes go up, the tribes of the LORD, unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks unto the name of the LORD.

Ndiko kunokwira marudzi, iwo marudzi aJehovha, kundorumbidza zita raJehovha maererano nezvakatemerwa Israeri.

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

Zvigaro zvokutonga zvimire ikoko, zvigaro zvoushe zveimba yaDhavhidhi.

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

Nyengetererai rugare rweJerusarema: “Vanokuda dai vagara zvakanaka.

7 Peace be within thy walls, [and] prosperity within thy palaces.

Dai mukati mamasvingo ako maita rugare, nokuchengetedzeka mukati menhare dzako.”

8 For my brethren and companions’ sakes, I will now say, Peace [be] within thee.

Nokuda kwehama neshamwari dzangu, ndichati, “Rugare ngaruve mukati mako.”

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

Nokuda kweimba yaJehovha Mwari wedu, ndichatsvaka kubudirira kwako.