Our feet are standing Within thy gates, O Jerusalem,

Whither the tribes go up, even the tribes of Jehovah, [For] an ordinance for Israel, To give thanks unto the name of Jehovah.

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: They shall prosper that love thee.

For my brethren and companions' sakes, I will now say, Peace be within thee.

[A Song of Ascents]. Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens.

Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us; For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

[A Song of Ascents; of David]. If it had not been Jehovah who was on our side, Let Israel now say,

Then they had swallowed us up alive, When their wrath was kindled against us;

Then the proud waters had gone over our soul.

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: The snare is broken, and we are escaped.

[A Song of Ascents]. They that trust in Jehovah Are as mount Zion, which cannot be moved, but abideth for ever.

For the sceptre of wickedness shall not rest upon the lot of the righteous; That the righteous put not forth their hands unto iniquity.

But as for such as turn aside unto their crooked ways, Jehovah will lead them forth with the workers of iniquity. Peace be upon Israel.

Then was our mouth filled with laughter, And our tongue with singing: Then said they among the nations, Jehovah hath done great things for them.

Turn again our captivity, O Jehovah, As the streams in the South.

He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing seed for sowing, Shall doubtless come again with joy, bringing his sheaves [with him] .

It is vain for you to rise up early, To take rest late, To eat the bread of toil; [For] so he giveth unto his beloved sleep.

As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, So are the children of youth.

[A Song of Ascents]. Blessed is every one that feareth Jehovah, That walketh in his ways.

Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine, In the innermost parts of thy house; Thy children like olive plants, Round about thy table.

Jehovah bless thee out of Zion: And see thou the good of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.

[A Song of Ascents]. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say,

The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.

Let them be put to shame and turned backward, All they that hate Zion.