Psalms 122

1 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.

Hodočasnička pjesma. Davidova. Obradovah se kad mi rekoše: “Hajdemo u Dom Jahvin!”

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

Eto, noge nam već stoje na vratima tvojim, Jeruzaleme.

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

Jeruzaleme, grade čvrsto sazdani i kao u jedno saliveni!

4 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.

Onamo uzlaze plemena, plemena Jahvina, po Zakonu Izraelovu, da slave ime Jahvino.

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

Ondje stoje sudačke stolice, stolice doma Davidova.

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

Molite za mir Jeruzalemov! Blago onima koji tebe ljube!

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

Neka bude mir u zidinama tvojim i pokoj u tvojim palačama!

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

Radi braće i prijatelja svojih klicat ću: “Mir tebi!”

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

Radi Doma Jahve, Boga našega, za sreću tvoju ja ću moliti.