¹(Sang til Festrejserne. Af David.) Jeg frydede mig, da de sagde til mig: "Vi drager til HERRENs Hus!"

¹A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, `To the house of Jehovah we go.`

²Så står vore Fødder da i dine Porte, Jerusalem,

²Our feet have been standing in thy gates, O Jerusalem!

³Jerusalem bygget som Staden, hvor Folket samles;

³Jerusalem — the builded one — [Is] as a city that is joined to itself together.

⁴thi did op drager Stammerne, HERRENs Stammer en Vedtægt for Israel om at prise HERRENs Navn.

⁴For thither have tribes gone up, Tribes of Jah, companies of Israel, To give thanks to the name of Jehovah.

⁵Thi der står Dommersæder, Sæder for Davids Hus.

⁵For there have sat thrones of judgment, Thrones of the house of David.

⁶Bed om Jerusalems Fred! Ro finde de, der elsker dig!

⁶Ask ye the peace of Jerusalem, At rest are those loving thee.

⁷Der råde Fred på din Mur, Tryghed i dine Borge!

⁷Peace is in thy bulwark, rest in thy high places,

⁸For Brødres og Frænders Skyld vil jeg ønske dig Fred,

⁸For the sake of my brethren and my companions, Let me speak, I pray thee, `Peace [be] in thee.`

⁹for Herren vor Guds hus's skyld vil jeg søge dit bedste.

⁹For the sake of the house of Jehovah our God, I seek good for thee!