Song of ascents. Na David own.
Pilgrim wey happy say e don reach our Papa house, im leg dey stand inside the gates for real. The city na where the tribes dey gather and where dem dey give justice, so e pray for im peace, and e talk say na for im brothers sake e dey do am, no be im own.
122 1I bin dey glad well-well with dem wey talk give me, "Make we go di house of our Papa." 2Our leg dey stand for inside your gates, Jerusalem. 3Jerusalem, wey dem build like city wey dem join tight-tight togeda, 4na dia di tribes dey climb go, di tribes of our Papa, as law wey dem give Israel, to give thanks to di name of our Papa. 5Because na dia dem set di thrones for judgment, di thrones of di house of David.
6Pray for di peace of Jerusalem: "Make dem wey love you rest well. 7Make peace dey for inside your walls, make safe dey for inside your strong-house." 8For di sake of my brodas and my paddy dem, I go talk say, "Make peace dey for inside you." 9For di sake of di house of our Papa I go find your better.
