Psalms 137

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

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

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

Svoje harfe smo obesili na vrbe v njegovi sredi.

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.”

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

Kako naj bi v tuji deželi peli Gospodovo pesem?

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

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

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.

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

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.”

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, have pity. Blessed is he who will repay you with your payment, which you have paid to us.

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

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

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