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Ang Panaghoy ng mga Taga-Israel nang Silaʼy Nabihag

137 Nang maalala namin ang Zion, umupo kami sa pampang ng mga ilog ng Babilonia at umiyak.
Isinabit na lang namin ang aming mga alpa sa mga sanga ng kahoy.
Pinaaawit kami ng mga bumihag sa amin.
    Inuutusan nila kaming sila ay aliwin.
    Ang sabi nila,
    “Awitan ninyo kami ng mga awit tungkol sa Zion!”
Ngunit paano kami makakaawit ng awit ng Panginoon sa lupain ng mga bumihag sa amin?
Sanaʼy hindi na gumalaw ang kanan kong kamay kung kalilimutan ko ang Jerusalem!
Sanaʼy maging pipi ako kung hindi ko aalalahanin at ituturing na malaking kasiyahan ang Jerusalem.
Panginoon, alalahanin nʼyo ang ginawa ng mga taga-Edom nang lupigin ng Babilonia ang Jerusalem.
    Sinabi nila,
    “Sirain ninyo ito at wasakin nang lubos!”

Kayong mga taga-Babilonia, kayoʼy wawasakin!
    Mapalad ang mga taong lilipol sa inyo gaya ng ginawa ninyong paglipol sa amin.
Mapalad silang kukuha ng inyong mga sanggol,
    at ihahampas sa mga bato.

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.

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