Psalms 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.
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