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.2 At last our feet were inside your doors, O Jerusalem.3 O Jerusalem, you are like a town which is well joined together;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.5 For there seats for the judges were placed, even the rulers' seats of the line of David.6 O make prayers for the peace of Jerusalem; may they whose love is given to you do well.7 May peace be inside your walls, and wealth in your noble houses.8 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 be working for your good.

1 En vallfartssång; av David. Jag gladdes, när man sade till mig: »Vi skola gå till HERRENS hus.»2 Våra fötter fingo träda in i dina portar, Jerusalem,3 Jerusalem, du nyuppbyggda stad, där hus sluter sig väl till hus,4 dit stammarna draga upp, HERRENS stammar, efter lagen för Israel, till att prisa HERRENS namn.5 Ty där äro ställda domarstolar, stolar för Davids hus.6 Önsken Jerusalem frid; ja, dem gånge väl, som älska dig.7 Frid vare inom dina murar, välgång i dina palats!8 För mina bröders och vänners skull vill jag tillsäga dig frid.9 För HERRENS, vår Guds, hus' skull vill jag söka din välfärd.