Псалтирь 122

1 Возвеселихся о рекших мне: в дом Господень пойдем.

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

2 Стояще бяху ноги нашя во дворех твоих, Иерусалиме.

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

3 Иерусалим зиждемый яко град, емуже причастие его вкупе.

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

4 Тамо бо взыдоша колена, колена Господня, свидение Израилево, исповедатися имени Господню:

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 яко тамо седоша престоли на суд, престоли в дому Давидове.

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

6 Вопросите же яже о мире Иерусалима: и обилие любящым тя.

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

7 Буди же мир в силе твоей, и обилие в столпостенах твоих.

well within your ramparts, and well within your palaces.

8 Ради братий моих и ближних моих глаголах убо мир о тебе.

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

9 Дому ради Господа Бога нашего взысках благая тебе.

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