New International Version

Psalm 137

Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
    when we remembered Zion.
There on the poplars
    we hung our harps,
for there our captors asked us for songs,
    our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
    they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

How can we sing the songs of the Lord
    while in a foreign land?
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
    may my right hand forget its skill.
May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
    if I do not remember you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem
    my highest joy.

Remember, Lord, what the Edomites did
    on the day Jerusalem fell.
“Tear it down,” they cried,
    “tear it down to its foundations!”
Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,
    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 against the rocks.

Chinese Contemporary Bible (Simplified)

诗篇 137

被掳者的哀歌

1我们坐在巴比伦河畔,
想起锡安禁不住凄然泪下。
我们把琴挂在柳树上。
俘虏我们的人要我们唱歌,
掳掠我们的人要我们歌唱,说:
“给我们唱一首锡安的歌。”
我们流落异邦,
怎能唱颂赞耶和华的歌呢?
耶路撒冷啊,倘若我忘了你,
情愿我的右手无法再拨弄琴弦;
倘若我忘了你,
不以你为我的至爱,
情愿我的舌头不能再歌唱。

耶和华啊,
求你记住耶路撒冷沦陷时以东人的行径。
他们喊道:
“拆毁这城,把它夷为平地!”
巴比伦城啊,
你快要灭亡了,
那向你以牙还牙为我们复仇的人有福了!
那抓住你的婴孩摔在石头上的人有福了!