Psalms 137
137
The Song of Our Captivity
1Along the banks of Babylon’s rivers
we sat as exiles, mourning our captivity,
and wept with great love for Zion.
2Our music and mirth were no longer heard, only sadness.
We hung up our harps on the willow trees.
3Our captors tormented us, saying, “Make music for us and
sing one of your happy Zion-songs!”
4But how could we sing the song of the Lord
in this foreign wilderness?
5May my hands never make music again
if I ever forget you, O Jerusalem.
6May I never be able to sing again if I fail to honor Jerusalem supremely!
7And Lord, may you never forget
what the sons of Edom did to us, saying,
“Let’s raze the city of Jerusalem and burn it to the ground!” # 137:7 The Hebrew text reads “Strip her [Jerusalem] naked!”
8Listen, O Babylon, you evil destroyer!
The one who destroys you will be rewarded above all others.
You will be repaid for what you’ve done to us.
9Great honor will come to those who destroy you and your future,
by smashing your infants against the rubble of your own destruction.
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137
A Prayer for Revenge
1Beside the rivers of Babylon
we thought about Jerusalem,
and we sat down and cried.
2We hung our small harps
on the willow#137.2 willow: Or “poplar.” trees.
3Our enemies had brought us here
as their prisoners;
now they wanted us to sing
and entertain them.
They insulted us and shouted,
“Sing about Zion!”
4Here in a foreign land,
how can we sing
about the Lord?
5Jerusalem, if I forget you,
let my right hand go limp.
6Let my tongue stick
to the roof of my mouth,
if I don't think about you
above all else.
7Our Lord, punish the Edomites!
On the day Jerusalem fell,
they shouted,
“Completely destroy the city!
Tear down every building!”
8 #
Rev 18.6. Babylon, you are doomed!
I pray the Lord's blessings
on anyone who punishes you
for what you did to us.
9May the Lord bless everyone
who beats your children
against the rocks!
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