Psalmi 137

1 Na obali rijeka babilonskih sjeđasmo i plakasmo spominjući se Siona;

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

2 o vrbe naokolo harfe svoje bijasmo povješali.

Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.

3 I tada naši tamničari zaiskaše od nas da pjevamo, porobljivači naši zaiskaše da se veselimo: “Pjevajte nam pjesmu sionsku!”

For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, and our tormentors asked of us mirth: 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.'

4 Kako da pjesmu Jahvinu pjevamo u zemlji tuđinskoj!

How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?

5 Nek' se osuši desnica moja, Jeruzaleme, ako tebe zaboravim!

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

6 Nek' mi se jezik za nepce prilijepi ako spomen tvoj smetnem ja ikada, ako ne stavim Jeruzalem vrh svake radosti svoje!

Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I remember thee not; if I set not Jerusalem above my chiefest joy.

7 Ne zaboravi, Jahve, sinovima Edoma kako su u dan kobni Jeruzalemov vikali oni: “Rušite! Srušite ga do temelja!”

Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said: 'Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.'

8 Kćeri babilonska, pustošiteljice, blažen koji ti vrati milo za drago za sva zla što si nam ih nanijela!

O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that repayeth thee as thou hast served us.

9 Blažen koji zgrabi i smrska o stijenu tvoju dojenčad!

Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.