A song of degrees, of David

I Joyd in them that said to mee, let's at the LORDs house meet, 2 O thou Jerusalem within thy gates shall stand our feet. 3 Jerusalem is builded up into a Citty frame: In't self together uniform, compacted is the same.

4 Whither the tribes, the tribes of Jah, to Israels witness go: That they unto Jehovahs Name, their thankfullness may show. 5 Because the thrones of judgment there established remain: The thrones that do unto the house of David appertain.

6 Pray for Jerusalem her peace, they prosper that love thee. 7 Peace in thy walls, thy pallaces in them let safety bee. 8 Both for my brethren and my friends peace bee, in thee say I. 9 I'le for our God Jehovahs house seek thy prosperity.