Psalmi 137

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

By the waters of Babylon there we sat, and we wept at the thought of Zion.

2 Svoje harfe smo obesili na vrbe v njegovi sredi.

There on the poplars we hung 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 our captors called for a song: our tormentors, rejoicing, saying: ‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion.’

4 Kako naj bi v tuji deželi peli Gospodovo pesem?

How can we sing the Lord’s song in the foreigner’s land?

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

If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand wither.

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

May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I am unmindful of you, or don’t set Jerusalem 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 the Edomites, Lord, the day of Jerusalem’s fall, when they said, ‘Lay her bare, lay her bare, right down to her very foundation.’

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

Babylon, despoiler, happy are those who pay you back for all you have done to us.

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

Happy are they who seize and dash your children against the rocks.