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137 JUNTO á los ríos de Babilonia, Allí nos sentábamos, y aun llorábamos, Acordándonos de Sión.

Sobre los sauces en medio de ella Colgamos nuestras arpas.

Y los que allí nos habían llevado cautivos nos pedían que cantásemos, Y los que nos habían desolado nos pedían alegría, diciendo:

Cantadnos algunos de los himnos de Sión. ¿Cómo cantaremos canción de Jehová En tierra de extraños?

Si me olvidare de ti, oh Jerusalem, Mi diestra sea olvidada.

Mi lengua se pegue á mi paladar, Si de ti no me acordare; Si no ensalzare á Jerusalem Como preferente asunto de mi alegría.

Acuérdate, oh Jehová, de los hijos de Edom En el día de Jerusalem; Quienes decían: Arrasadla, arrasadla Hasta los cimientos.

Hija de Babilonia destruída, Bienaventurado el que te diere el pago De lo que tú nos hiciste.

Bienaventurado el que tomará y estrellará tus niños Contra las piedras.

Psalm 137

Lament of the Exiles

By the rivers of Babylon—
there we sat down and wept
when we remembered Zion.(A)
There we hung up our lyres
on the poplar trees,(B)
for our captors there asked us for songs,
and our tormentors, for rejoicing:
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”(C)

How can we sing the Lord’s song
on foreign soil?(D)
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand forget its skill.(E)
May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you,
if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy!(F)

Remember, Lord, what the Edomites said
that day[a] at Jerusalem:
“Destroy it! Destroy it
down to its foundations!”(G)
Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,
happy is the one who pays you back
what you have done to us.(H)
Happy is he who takes your little ones
and dashes them against the rocks.(I)

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:7 The day Jerusalem fell to the Babylonians in 586 b.c.

Israelites in Captivity

137 By the rivers in Babylon we sat and cried
    when we remembered Jerusalem.
On the poplar trees nearby
    we hung our harps.
Those who captured us asked us to sing;
    our enemies wanted happy songs.
    They said, “Sing us a song about Jerusalem!”

But we cannot sing songs about the Lord
    while we are in this foreign country!
Jerusalem, if I forget you,
    let my right hand lose its skill.
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
    if I do not remember you,
if I do not think about Jerusalem
    as my greatest joy.

Lord, remember what the Edomites did
    on the day Jerusalem fell.
They said, “Tear it down!
    Tear it down to its foundations!”

People of Babylon, you will be destroyed.
    The people who pay you back for what you did to us will be happy.
They will grab your babies
    and throw them against the rocks.