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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。

Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon, we sat down and cried
    as we remembered Zion.
We hung our lyres on willow trees.
It was there that those who had captured us demanded that we sing.
    Those who guarded us wanted us to entertain them.
        They said, “Sing a song from Zion for us!”

How could we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
    let my right hand forget how to play the lyre.
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
    if I don’t remember you,
        if I don’t consider Jerusalem my highest joy.

O Yahweh, remember the people of Edom.
    Remember what they did the day Jerusalem was captured.
        They said, “Tear it down! Tear it down to its foundation.”
You destructive people of Babylon,
    blessed is the one who pays you back
        with the same treatment you gave us.
Blessed is the one who grabs your little children
    and smashes them against a rock.

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.

Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon(A) we sat and wept(B)
    when we remembered Zion.(C)
There on the poplars(D)
    we hung our harps,(E)
for there our captors(F) asked us for songs,
    our tormentors demanded(G) songs of joy;
    they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”(H)

How can we sing the songs of the Lord(I)
    while in a foreign land?
If I forget you,(J) Jerusalem,
    may my right hand forget its skill.
May my tongue cling to the roof(K) of my mouth
    if I do not remember(L) you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem(M)
    my highest joy.

Remember, Lord, what the Edomites(N) did
    on the day Jerusalem fell.(O)
“Tear it down,” they cried,
    “tear it down to its foundations!”(P)
Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,(Q)
    happy is the one who repays you
    according to what you have done to us.
Happy is the one who seizes your infants
    and dashes them(R) against the rocks.