Psalms 122

1 A Song of Ascents. By David. I was glad when they said to me, “Let’s go to Yahweh’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 is built as a city that is compact together,

Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

4 where the tribes go up, even Yah’s tribes, according to an ordinance for Israel, to give thanks to Yahweh’s name.

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 Yahweh our God, I will seek your good.

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