Psalms 122

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. I was so happy when they said to me, “Let's go the house of the Lord.”

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're standing inside your gates, Jerusalem!

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

3 Jerusalem is built as a city where people can be together.

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

4 All the tribes—the tribes of the Lord—go up there, following the command given to Israel to give thanks to the Lord.

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 This is where the thrones are placed, where judgment is given, the thrones of the house of David.

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

6 Pray that Jerusalem may be at peace. May everyone who loves Jerusalem be kept safe.

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

7 May there be peace within your walls, and safety within your fortresses.

well within your ramparts, and well within your palaces.

8 On behalf of my family and friends, I will now say, “May you be at peace.”

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

9 On behalf of the house of the Lord our God, I pray that everything goes well for you.

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