Psalms 122

1 A Song of degrees of David. I was glad when they said to me, Let us go into the house of the LORD.

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.

2 Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Jerusalem.

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

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

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

4 Where the tribes go up, the tribes of the LORD, to the testimony of Israel, to give thanks to the name of the LORD.

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.

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

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

6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: they shall prosper that love thee.

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

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

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

8 For my brethren and companions’ sake, I will now say, Peace be within thee.

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

9 Because of the house of the LORD our God I will seek thy good.

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