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.

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Dawid de. Me ne wɔn a wosee me sɛ, “Ma yɛnkɔ Awurade fi” no ani gyei.

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

Yegyinagyina wʼaponkɛse ano, Yerusalem.

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

Wɔakyekyere Yerusalem yiye sɛ kuropɔn wahyehyɛ mu nneɛma fɛfɛ.

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.

Ɛhɔ na mmusuakuw no kɔ, Awurade mmusuakuw no, Wɔkɔkamfo Awurade din, sɛnea nhyehyɛe a wɔde ama Israel no te.

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

Ɛhɔ na atemmu nhengua no sisi, Dawid fi nhengua no.

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

Monsrɛ asomdwoe mma Yerusalem se, “Ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo no nnya bammɔ.

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

Ma asomdwoe mmra wʼafasu mu na bammɔ mmra wʼaban mu.”

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

Me nuanom ne me nnamfonom nti, mɛka se, “Asomdwoe ntena wo mu.”

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

Awurade yɛn Nyankopɔn fi nti, mɛhwehwɛ wo yiyeyɛ.