Psalms 122

1 A Song of Ascents. By David. I was glad when they said to me, “Let’s go to Yahweh’s house!”

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

2 Our feet are standing within your gates, Jerusalem!

Så står vore Fødder da i dine Porte, Jerusalem,

3 Jerusalem is built as a city that is compact together,

Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

4 where the tribes go up, even Yah’s tribes, according to an ordinance for Israel, to give thanks to Yahweh’s name.

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

5 For there are set thrones for judgment, the thrones of David’s house.

Thi der står Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem. Those who love you will prosper.

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

7 Peace be within your walls, and prosperity within your palaces.

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

8 For my brothers’ and companions’ sakes, I will now say, “Peace be within you.”

For Brødres og Frænders Skyld vil jeg ønske dig Fred,

9 For the sake of the house of Yahweh our God, I will seek your good.

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