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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。

被掳的哀歌

137 我们在巴比伦河边,
    坐在那里,追想锡安,就哭了。
在一排柳树中,
    我们挂上我们的竖琴。
掳掠我们的在那里
    要我们唱歌;
抢夺我们的要我们为他们作乐:
    “给我们唱一首锡安的歌吧!”

我们怎能在外邦之土
    唱耶和华的歌呢?
耶路撒冷啊,我若忘记你,
    宁愿我的右手枯萎;
我若不记得你,不看你过于我最喜乐的,
    宁愿我的舌头贴于上膛!

耶路撒冷攻破的日子,
    以东人说:“拆毁!拆毁!
    直拆到根基!”
耶和华啊,求你记得!
将要被灭的巴比伦[a]哪,
    用你待我们的恶行报复你的,那人有福了。
抓起你的婴孩摔在磐石上的,
    那人有福了。

Footnotes

  1. 137.8 “巴比伦”:原文直译“巴比伦女子”。

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.

Longing for Zion in a Foreign Land

137 By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion.
We hung our harps
Upon the willows in the midst of it.
For there those who carried us away captive asked of us a song,
And those who (A)plundered us requested mirth,
Saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

How shall we sing the Lord’s song
In a foreign land?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
Let my right hand forget its skill!
If I do not remember you,
Let my (B)tongue cling to the roof of my mouth—
If I do not exalt Jerusalem
Above my chief joy.

Remember, O Lord, against (C)the sons of Edom
The day of Jerusalem,
Who said, [a]“Raze it, raze it,
To its very foundation!”

O daughter of Babylon, (D)who are to be destroyed,
Happy the one (E)who repays you as you have served us!
Happy the one who takes and (F)dashes
Your little ones against the rock!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:7 Lit. Make bare