This morning I read an alternate translation of Psalm 122, the lectionary psalm for today. I found it beautiful and replete with images worthy of reflection. I offer it as a streaming thought pattern instead of the normal way a psalm is written (in verses) because the progression of ideas from the “house” being a place, to the house becoming those who dwell there through the intermediary of God’s rule of love.
With joy I arose and went into your house when called to the worship of your name. I entered and now stand singing at your gates with all those gathered to worship and adore you. Your holy name becomes for us a blessed city, a place of peace that draws us deeper in, where people of every tongue and race rise up before the presence of your face and know and love the God of peace as one.
So in this hallowed space and ground your judgment and your rule of love become for us a kingdom. And may that kingdom come, your peace be done over all the earth, we pray.
Within the inner walls of heart and soul, and on the outer towers of human being, may peace descend, and be for everyone a fortress and a keep where nothing evil enters in. And this we pray now for the good of all, for all who are your house, your dwelling place forever.