Psalms 122

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

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Dawid deɛ. Ɛberɛ a wɔsee me sɛ, “Ma yɛnkɔ Awurade fie” no, mʼani gyeeɛ.

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

Yɛgyinagyina wʼapono ano, Ao Yerusalem.

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

Wɔakyekyere Yerusalem yie sɛ kuropɔn. Wɔahyehyɛ mu nneɛma fɛfɛ.

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

Ɛhɔ na mmusuakuo no korɔ, Awurade mmusuakuo no. Wɔkɔkamfo Awurade din sɛdeɛ nhyehyɛeɛ a wɔde ama Israel no teɛ.

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

Ɛhɔ na atemmuo nhennwa no sisi, Dawid fie nhennwa no.

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

Monsrɛ asomdwoeɛ mma Yerusalem sɛ, “Ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo no nnya banbɔ.

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

Ma asomdwoeɛ mmra wʼafasuo mu na banbɔ mmra wʼabankɛsewa mu.”

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

Me nuanom ne me nnamfonom enti, meka sɛ, “Asomdwoeɛ ntena wo mu.”

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

Awurade yɛn Onyankopɔn fie enti, mɛhwehwɛ wo nkɔsoɔ.