Psalms 122

1 A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, 'To the house of Jehovah we go.'

Jeg glædede mig ved dem, som sagde til mig: Vi ville gaa til Herrens Hus.

2 Our feet have been standing in thy gates, O Jerusalem!

Vore Fødder stode i dine Porte, Jerusalem!

3 Jerusalem — the builded one — [Is] as a city that is joined to itself together.

Jerusalem, du, som er bygget op som en Stad, der er tæt sammenbygget,

4 For thither have tribes gone up, Tribes of Jah, companies of Israel, To give thanks to the name of Jehovah.

hvorhen Stammerne droge op, Herrens Stammer efter Israels Lov, for at prise Herrens Navn.

5 For there have sat thrones of judgment, Thrones of the house of David.

Thi der var Stole satte til Dom, Stole for Davids Hus.

6 Ask ye the peace of Jerusalem, At rest are those loving thee.

Beder om Jerusalems Fred; Ro finde de, som elske dig.

7 Peace is in thy bulwark, rest in thy high places,

Der være Fred paa din Mur, Ro i dine Paladser!

8 For the sake of my brethren and my companions, Let me speak, I pray thee, 'Peace [be] in thee.'

For mine Brødres og mine Venners Skyld vil jeg sige: Fred være i dig!

9 For the sake of the house of Jehovah our God, I seek good for thee!

For Herrens vor Guds Hus's Skyld vil jeg søge dit Bedste.