Psalms 137

1 A Psalm of David: to Jeremiah. Above the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept, while we remembered Zion.

Na obali rijeka babilonskih sjeđasmo i plakasmo spominjući se Siona;

2 By the willow trees, in their midst, we hung up our instruments.

o vrbe naokolo harfe svoje bijasmo povješali.

3 For, in that place, those who led us into captivity questioned us about the words of the songs. And those who carried us away said: “Sing us a hymn from the songs of Zion.”

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

4 How can we sing a song of the Lord in a foreign land?

Kako da pjesmu Jahvinu pjevamo u zemlji tuđinskoj!

5 If I ever forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

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

6 May my tongue adhere to my jaws, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem first, as the beginning of my joy.

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

7 O Lord, call to mind the sons of Edom, in the day of Jerusalem, who say: “Despoil it, despoil it, even to its foundation.”

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

8 O daughter of Babylon, have pity. Blessed is he who will repay you with your payment, which you have paid to us.

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

9 Blessed is he who will take hold of your little ones and dash them against the rock.

Blažen koji zgrabi i smrska o stijenu tvoju dojenčad!