Psalms 137

1 For David, [a Psalm] of Jeremias. By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat; and wept when we remembered Sion.

Ved Babylons Floder, der sad vi, og vi græd, naar vi kom Zion i Hu.

2 We hung our harps on the willows in the midst of it.

Paa Vidierne i Landet havde vi hængt vore Harper.

3 For there they that had taken us captive asked of us the words of a song; and they that had carried us away [asked] a hymn, [saying], Sing us [one] of the songs of Sion.

Thi der begærede de, som holdt os fangne, at vi skulde synge; og de, som plagede os, begærede, at vi skulde være glade: „Synger for os af Zions Sange!‟

4 How should we sing the Lord's song in a strange land?

Hvorledes skulde vi synge Herrens Sang i et fremmed Land?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget [its skill].

Dersom jeg glemmer dig, Jerusalem, da glemme mig min højre Haand!

6 May my tongue cleave to my throat, if I do not remember you; if I do not prefer Jerusalem as the chief of my joy.

Min Tunge hænge ved min Gane, hvis jeg ikke kommer dig i Hu, hvis jeg ikke ophøjer Jerusalem over min højeste Glæde.

7 Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase [it], rase [it], even to its foundations.

Herre! kom Edoms Børn i Hu efter, hvad de gjorde paa Jerusalems Dag, da de sagde: „Gører bart, gører bart indtil Grundvolden i den.‟

8 Wretched daughter of Babylon! blessed [shall he be] who shall reward you as you have rewarded us.

Babels Datter, du ødelagte! lyksalig den, som betaler dig din Løn for, hvad du lønnede os med.

9 Blessed [shall he be] who shall seize and dash your infants against the rock.

Lyksalig den, som griber og knuser dine spæde Børn imod Klippen.