New Living Translation

Psalm 122

Psalm 122

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of David.

I was glad when they said to me,
    “Let us go to the house of the Lord.”
And now here we are,
    standing inside your gates, O Jerusalem.
Jerusalem is a well-built city;
    its seamless walls cannot be breached.
All the tribes of Israel—the Lord’s people—
    make their pilgrimage here.
They come to give thanks to the name of the Lord,
    as the law requires of Israel.
Here stand the thrones where judgment is given,
    the thrones of the dynasty of David.

Pray for peace in Jerusalem.
    May all who love this city prosper.
O Jerusalem, may there be peace within your walls
    and prosperity in your palaces.
For the sake of my family and friends, I will say,
    “May you have peace.”
For the sake of the house of the Lord our God,
    I will seek what is best for you, O Jerusalem.

Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 122

Yerusalem nkamfo

1Wɔka kyerɛɛ me se, “Ma yɛnkɔ Awurade fi” no, m’ani gyei. Afei yegyina Yerusalem apon mu wɔ ha. Yerusalem yɛ kurow a ɛyɛ fɛ na asomdwoe wɔ mu. Ɛha na mmusuakuw no fi, Israel mmusuakuw no a, wɔrebɛda Awurade ase sɛnea n’ahyɛde no te no. Israelhene tena ase bu ne nkurɔfo atɛn.

Bɔ asomdwoe mpae ma Yerusalem se, “Ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo no nkɔso. Ma asomdwoe mmra wo man mu na banbɔ mmra w’ahemfi.” M’abusuafo ne me nnamfo nti, meka kyerɛ Yerusalem se, “Asomdwoe nka wo!” Yɛn Awurade Nyankopɔn nti, mebɔ mpae srɛ nkɔso ma wo.