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.'

(Sang til Festrejserne. Af David.) Jeg frydede mig, da de sagde til mig: "Vi drager til HERRENs Hus!"

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

Så står vore Fødder da i dine Porte, Jerusalem,

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

Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

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

thi did op drager Stammerne, HERRENs Stammer en Vedtægt for Israel om at prise HERRENs Navn.

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

Thi der står Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

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

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

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

Der råde Fred på din Mur, Tryghed i dine Borge!

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

For Brødres og Frænders Skyld vil jeg ønske dig Fred,

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

for Herren vor Guds hus's skyld vil jeg søge dit bedste.