Psalms 122

1 [A Song of Ascents. By David.] I was glad when they said to me, "Let's go to the LORD's house."

Sang til Festrejserne. Af David. Jeg frydede mig, da de sagde til mig: »Vi drager til HERRENS Hus!«

2 Our feet are standing within your gates, Jerusalem;

Saa staar vore Fødder da i dine Porte, Jerusalem,

3 Jerusalem, that is built as a city that is joined together;

Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

4 where the tribes go up, even the tribes of the LORD, according to an ordinance for Israel, to give thanks to the name of the LORD.

thi didop drager Stammerne, HERRENS Stammer: en Vedtægt for Israel om at prise HERRENS Navn.

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

Thi der staar Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem. Those who love you will prosper.

Bed om Jerusalems Fred! Ro finde de, der elsker dig!

7 Peace be within your walls, and prosperity within your palaces.

Der raade Fred paa din Mur, Tryghed i dine Borge!

8 For my brothers' and companions' sakes, I will now say, "Peace be within you."

For Brødres og Frænders Skyld vil jeg ønske dig Fred,

9 For the sake of the house of the LORD our God, I will seek your good.

for HERREN vor Guds Hus's Skyld vil jeg søge dit Bedste.