詩篇 第137章 共150章
- 1By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.
- 2There on the poplars we hung our harps,
- 3for there our captors asked us for songs, our tormentors demanded songs of joy; they said, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"
- 4How can we sing the songs of the LORD while in a foreign land?
- 5If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand forget its skill .
- 6May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not consider Jerusalem my highest joy.
- 7Remember, O LORD , what the Edomites did on the day Jerusalem fell. "Tear it down," they cried, "tear it down to its foundations!"
- 8O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, happy is he who repays you for what you have done to us-
- 9he who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.