Psalmi 137

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

By the rivers of Babylon [Confusion], there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion [Mountain ridge, Marking].

2 Svoje harfe smo obesili na vrbe v njegovi sredi.

On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

3 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.«

For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion [Mountain ridge, Marking]!”

4 Kako naj bi v tuji deželi peli Gospodovo pesem?

How can we sing Adonai’s song in a foreign land?

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

If I forget you, Jerusalem [City of peace], let my right hand forget its skill.

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

Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you; if I don’t prefer Jerusalem [City of peace] above my chief joy.

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

Remember, Adonai, against the children of Edom [Red], the day of Jerusalem [City of peace]; who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”

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

Daughter of Babylon [Confusion], doomed to destruction, he will be happy who rewards you, as you have served us.

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

Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.