Psalms.
Chapter 122.
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. 
At last our feet were inside your doors, O Jerusalem. 
O Jerusalem, you are like a town which is well joined together; 
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. 
For there seats for the judges were placed, even the rulers' seats of the line of David. 
O make prayers for the peace of Jerusalem; may they whose love is given to you do well. 
May peace be inside your walls, and wealth in your noble houses. 
Because of my brothers and friends, I will now say, Let peace be with you. 
Because of the house of the Lord our God, I will be working for your good. 
