Psalms 137

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

Ob rekah Babilonskih, ondi smo sedeli ter jokali, spominjajoč se Sijona.

2 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

Na vrbe v deželi obesili smo strune svoje,

3 For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

Dasì so tam hoteli od nas veselih pesmi, ki so nas odpeljavali vjete, in ki so mučili nas govoreč: Pojte nam katero pesmi Sijonskih.

4 How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?

Kako bi bili peli pesem Gospodovo v tujcev deželi?

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

Če pozabim tebe, Jeruzalem, pozabi naj se desnica moja.

6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Jezik moj naj se mi prijemlje neba, ako se ne spominjam tebe, ako ne povzdigujem Jeruzalema nad glavo radosti svoje.

7 Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

Spomni se, Gospod, zoper Edomejce dneva Jeruzalemskega; kateri so rekli: "Razvalite, razvalite; dokler bode kaj podzidja v njem!"

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

Rod Babilonski naj se pokončá; blagor mu, kdor ti bode povrnil hudodelstvo, katero si nam storil.

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

Blagor, kdor zgrabi in razdrobi otroke tvoje ob skalo!