Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

Na vodama Vavilonskim sjeðasmo i plakasmo opominjuæi se Siona.

2 We hung our harps upon the willows in its midst.

O vrbama sred njega vješasmo harfe svoje.

3 For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

Ondje iskahu koji nas zarobiše da pjevamo, i koji nas oboriše da se veselimo: “pjevajte nam pjesmu Sionsku.”

4 How shall we sing the LORD’S song in a foreign land?

Kako æemo pjevati pjesmu Gospodnju u zemlji tuðoj?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her skill.

Ako zaboravim tebe, Jerusalime, neka me zaboravi desnica moja.

6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Neka prione jezik moj za usta moja, ako tebe ne uspamtim, ako ne uzdržim Jerusalima svrh veselja svojega.

7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to its foundation

Napomeni, Gospode, sinovima Edomovijem dan Jerusalimski, kad govoriše: raskopajte, raskopajte ga do temelja.

8 O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

Kæeri Vavilonska, krvnico, blago onome ko ti plati za djelo koje si nama uèinila!

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.

Blago onome koji uzme i razbije djecu tvoju o kamen.