Psalms 137

1 By rivers of Babylon—There we sat, Indeed, we wept when we remembered Zion.

Psalmus David, Hieremiæ. Super flumina Babylonis, illic sedimus et flevimus: cum recordaremur Sion:

2 We hung our harps on willows in its midst.

In salicibus in medio eius, suspendimus organa nostra.

3 For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers—joy: “Sing to us of a song of Zion.”

Quia illic interrogaverunt nos, qui captivos duxerunt nos, verba cantionum: Et qui abduxerunt nos: Hymnum cantate nobis de canticis Sion.

4 How do we sing the song of YHWH, On the land of a stranger?

Quomodo cantabimus canticum Domini in terra aliena?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgets!

Si oblitus fuero tui Ierusalem, oblivioni detur dextera mea.

6 My tongue cleaves to my palate, If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Adhæreat lingua mea faucibus meis, si non meminero tui: Si non proposuero Ierusalem, in principio lætitiæ meæ.

7 Remember, YHWH, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, “Raze, raze to its foundation!”

Memor esto Domine filiorum Edom, in die Ierusalem: Qui dicunt: Exinanite, exinanite usque ad fundamentum in ea.

8 O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the blessedness of him who repays to you your deed, That you have done to us.

Filia Babylonis misera: beatus, qui retribuet tibi retributionem tuam, quam retribuisti nobis.

9 O the blessedness of him who seizes, and has dashed your sucklings on the rock!

Beatus, qui tenebit, et allidet parvulos tuos ad petram.