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137 Við Babýlons fljót, þar sátum vér og grétum, er vér minntumst Síonar.

Á pílviðina þar hengdum vér upp gígjur vorar.

Því að herleiðendur vorir heimtuðu söngljóð af oss og kúgarar vorir kæti: "Syngið oss Síonarkvæði!"

Hvernig ættum vér að syngja Drottins ljóð í öðru landi?

Ef ég gleymi þér, Jerúsalem, þá visni mín hægri hönd.

Tunga mín loði mér við góm, ef ég man eigi til þín, ef Jerúsalem er eigi allra besta yndið mitt.

Mun þú Edóms niðjum, Drottinn, óheilladag Jerúsalem, þegar þeir æptu: "Rífið, rífið allt niður til grunna!"

Babýlonsdóttir, þú sem tortímir! Heill þeim, er geldur þér fyrir það sem þú hefir gjört oss!

Heill þeim er þrífur ungbörn þín og slær þeim niður við stein.

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

How Shall We Sing the Lord's Song?

137 By the waters of Babylon,
    there we sat down and wept,
    when we remembered Zion.
On the willows[a] there
    we hung up our lyres.
For there our captors
    required of us songs,
and our tormentors, mirth, saying,
    “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

(A)How shall we sing the Lord's song
    in a foreign land?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
    (B)let my right hand forget its skill!
Let my (C)tongue stick to the roof of my mouth,
    if I do not remember you,
if I do not set Jerusalem
    above my highest joy!

Remember, O Lord, against the (D)Edomites
    (E)the day of Jerusalem,
how they said, (F)“Lay it bare, lay it bare,
    down to its foundations!”
O daughter of Babylon, (G)doomed to be destroyed,
    blessed shall he be who (H)repays you
    with what you have done to us!
Blessed shall he be who takes your little ones
    and (I)dashes them against the rock!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:2 Or poplars