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A Song of degrees of David.
1 I joy’d in them, that to me said to the Lord’s house go we. 2 Jerusalem, within thy gates, our feet shall standing be. 3 Jerusalem, it builded is like unto a city together which compacted is within itself closely.
4 Whither the tribes, God’s tribes ascend unto Isr’el’s witness; that they unto Jehovah’s name may render thankfulness. 5 For there the judgment’s thrones, the thrones of David’s house do sit. 6 O for Jerusalem her peace see that ye pray for it:
prosper they shall that do thee love. 7 Peace in thy fortresses O let there be, prosperity within thy palaces. 8 For my brethren and for my friends, I’ll now speak peace to thee. 9 I’ll for our God Jehovah’s house, seek thy felicity.