Salmos 122

1 Yo me alegraba cuando me decían: Vayamos a la Casa de Yavé.

A Song of the going up. Of David. I was glad because they said to me, We will go into the house of the Lord.

2 Nuestros pies están plantados dentro de tus puertas, Oh Jerusalén.

At last our feet were inside your doors, O Jerusalem.

3 Jerusalén está edificada Como una ciudad compacta,

O Jerusalem, you are like a town which is well joined together;

4 Adonde suben las tribus de YA, Según una Ordenanza para Israel, A dar gracias al Nombre de Yavé,

To which the tribes went up, even the tribes of the Lord, for a witness to Israel, to give praise to the name of the Lord.

5 Porque allá están establecidos tronos de juicio, Los tronos de la casa de David.

For there seats for the judges were placed, even the rulers' seats of the line of David.

6 Oren por la paz de Jerusalén: Que prosperen los que te aman,

O make prayers for the peace of Jerusalem; may they whose love is given to you do well.

7 Que haya paz dentro de tus muros Y prosperidad dentro de tus palacios.

May peace be inside your walls, and wealth in your noble houses.

8 Por amor a mis hermanos y a mis amigos, diré ahora: Haya paz dentro de ti.

Because of my brothers and friends, I will now say, Let peace be with you.

9 Por amor a la Casa de Yavé nuestro ʼElohim, Oraré por tu bien.

Because of the house of the Lord our God, I will be working for your good.