Psalms 137

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

Na vodama Vavilonskim sjeðasmo i plakasmo opominjuæi se Siona.

2 Upon the willows in the midst of it we hung up our harps.

O vrbama sred njega vješasmo harfe svoje.

3 For there those who led us captive required of us songs, and those who wasted us, mirth, saying, Sing for us one of the songs of Zion.

Ondje iskahu koji nas zarobiše da pjevamo, i koji nas oboriše da se veselimo: “pjevajte nam pjesmu Sionsku.”

4 How shall we sing Jehovah's song in a foreign land?

Kako æemo pjevati pjesmu Gospodnju u zemlji tuðoj?

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

Ako zaboravim tebe, Jerusalime, neka me zaboravi desnica moja.

6 Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Neka prione jezik moj za usta moja, ako tebe ne uspamtim, ako ne uzdržim Jerusalima svrh veselja svojega.

7 Remember, O Jehovah, the day of Jerusalem against the sons of Edom, who said, Raze it, raze it, even to the foundation thereof.

Napomeni, Gospode, sinovima Edomovijem dan Jerusalimski, kad govoriše: raskopajte, raskopajte ga do temelja.

8 O daughter of Babylon, who is to be destroyed, happy shall he be who rewards thee as thou have served us.

Kæeri Vavilonska, krvnico, blago onome ko ti plati za djelo koje si nama uèinila!

9 Happy shall he be who takes and dashes thy little ones against the rock.

Blago onome koji uzme i razbije djecu tvoju o kamen.