Psalms 122

1 A song of degrees, or Psalme of David. I rejoiced, when they sayd to me, We wil go into the house of the Lord.

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

2 Our feete shall stand in thy gates, O Ierusalem.

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

3 Ierusalem is builded as a citie, that is compact together in it selfe:

Jeruzaleme, grade čvrsto sazdani i kao u jedno saliveni!

4 Whereunto the Tribes, euen the Tribes of the Lord go vp according to the testimonie to Israel, to prayse the Name of the Lord.

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

5 For there are thrones set for iudgement, euen the thrones of the house of Dauid.

Ondje stoje sudačke stolice, stolice doma Davidova.

6 Pray for the peace of Ierusalem: let them prosper that loue thee.

Molite za mir Jeruzalemov! Blago onima koji tebe ljube!

7 Peace be within thy walles, and prosperitie within thy palaces.

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

8 For my brethren and neighbours sakes I will wish thee now prosperitie.

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

9 Because of the House of the Lord our God, I will procure thy wealth.

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