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被擄之民向 神的哀求

137 我們曾坐在巴比倫的河畔,

在那裡我們一想起錫安就哭了。

我們把我們的琴

掛在那裡的柳樹上。

因為在那裡,擄掠我們的人要我們唱歌,

苦待我們的人要我們娛樂他們;

他們說:“為我們唱一首錫安歌吧!”

我們怎能在異族之地

唱耶和華的歌呢?

耶路撒冷啊!如果我忘記你,

情願我的右手忘記技巧(“忘記技巧”或譯:“枯乾”)。

如果我不記念你,

如果我不高舉耶路撒冷

超過我最大的喜樂,

情願我的舌頭緊貼上膛。

耶和華啊!求你記念以東人在耶路撒冷遭難的日子所行的,

他們說:“拆毀它,拆毀它,

直拆到根基。”

將要被毀滅的(“將要被毀滅的”有古譯本作“毀滅者”)巴比倫城(“城”原文作“女子”)啊!

照著你待我們的行為報復你的,

那人有福了。

抓住你的嬰孩

摔在磐石上的,

那人有福了。

A Prayer for Revenge

Beside the rivers of Babylon
we thought about Jerusalem,
    and we sat down and cried.
We hung our small harps
    on the willow[a] trees.
Our enemies had brought us here
    as their prisoners;
now they wanted us to sing
    and entertain them.
They insulted us and shouted,
    “Sing about Zion!”

Here in a foreign land,
how can we sing
    about the Lord?
Jerusalem, if I forget you,
    let my right hand go limp.
Let my tongue stick
    to the roof of my mouth,
if I don't think about you
    above all else.

Our Lord, punish the Edomites!
On the day Jerusalem fell,
    they shouted,
“Completely destroy the city!
    Tear down every building!”

(A) Babylon, you are doomed!
    I pray the Lord's blessings
on anyone who punishes you
    for what you did to us.
May the Lord bless everyone
who beats your children
    against the rocks!

Footnotes

  1. 137.2 willow: Or “poplar.”

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

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

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.

How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land?

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

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.

Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

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

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