Salmenes 122

1 En sang ved festreisene; av David. Jeg gleder mig ved dem som sier til mig: Vi vil gå til Herrens hus.

A song of ascents. Of David. I was glad when they said to me, ‘We will go to the house of the Lord.’

2 Våre føtter står i dine porter, Jerusalem!

Now we are standing, within your gates, O Jerusalem.

3 Jerusalem, du velbyggede, lik en by som er tett sammenføiet,

O Jerusalem, built close-packed, like a city without breach or gap,

4 hvor stammene drar op, Herrens stammer, efter en lov for Israel, for å prise Herrens navn!

to you do the tribes come, the tribes of the Lord, as the law has ordained for Israel, there to give thanks to the Lord.

5 For der er stoler satt til dom, stoler for Davids hus.

There once stood thrones of justice even thrones of the household of David.

6 Bed om fred for Jerusalem! La det gå dem vel som elsker dig!

Pray that all may be well with Jerusalem, and well with those who love you,

7 Der være fred innen din voll, ro i dine saler!

well within your ramparts, and well within your palaces.

8 For mine brødres og mine venners skyld vil jeg si: Fred være i dig!

For the sake of my brethren and friends, I will wish you now prosperity:

9 For Herrens, vår Guds huses skyld vil jeg søke ditt beste.

for the sake of the house of the Lord our God, I will seek your good.