Psalms 122

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

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

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

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

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

7 well within your ramparts, and well within your palaces.

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

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