Psalms 137

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

Ob babilonskih rekah, tam smo se usedli; da, jokali smo, ko smo se spominjali Siona.

2 We hung our harps on willows in its midst.

Svoje harfe smo obesili na vrbe v njegovi sredi.

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

Kajti tam so tisti, ki so nas odvedli proč ujete, od nas zahtevali pesem in tisti, ki so nas opustošili, so od nas zahtevali veselje, rekoč: »Zapojte nam eno izmed sionskih pesmi.«

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

Kako naj bi v tuji deželi peli Gospodovo pesem?

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

Če jaz pozabim tebe, oh Jeruzalem, naj moja desnica pozabi svojo spretnost.

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

Če se te jaz ne spomnim, naj se moj jezik prilepi k nebu mojih ust, če ne povišam Jeruzalema nad svojo glavno radost.

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

Spomni se, oh Gospod, na Jeruzalemov dan otrok Edóma, ki so rekli: »Izbrišite ga, izbrišite ga, celo do njegovih temeljev.«

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.

Oh hči babilonska, ki boš uničena, srečen bo tisti, ki te poplača, kakor si nam ti služila.

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

Srečen bo tisti, ki zgrabi in trešči tvoje malčke ob kamne.