Psalms 137

NEW JERUSALEM	VULGATA
1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept at the memory of Zion.	1 Ipsi David. Confitebor tibi, Domine, in toto corde meo, quoniam audisti verba oris mei. In conspectu angelorum psallam tibi ;
2 On the poplars there we had hung up our harps.	2 adorabo ad templum sanctum tuum, et confitebor nomini tuo : super misericordia tua et veritate tua ; quoniam magnificasti super omne, nomen sanctum tuum.
3 For there our gaolers had asked us to sing them a song, our captors to make merry, 'Sing us one ofthe songs of Zion.'	3 In quacumque die invocavero te, exaudi me ; multiplicabis in anima mea virtutem.
4 How could we sing a song of Yahweh on alien soil?	4 Confiteantur tibi, Domine, omnes reges terræ, quia audierunt omnia verba oris tui.
5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand wither!	5 Et cantent in viis Domini, quoniam magna est gloria Domini ;
6 May my tongue remain stuck to my palate if I do not keep you in mind, if I do not count Jerusalem thegreatest of my joys.	6 quoniam excelsus Dominus, et humilia respicit, et alta a longe cognoscit.
7 Remember, Yahweh, to the Edomites' cost, the day of Jerusalem, how they said, 'Down with it! Raseit to the ground!'	7 Si ambulavero in medio tribulationis, vivificabis me ; et super iram inimicorum meorum extendisti manum tuam, et salvum me fecit dextera tua.
8 Daughter of Babel, doomed to destruction, a blessing on anyone who treats you as you treated us,	8 Dominus retribuet pro me. Domine, misericordia tua in sæculum ; opera manuum tuarum ne despicias.
9 a blessing on anyone who seizes your babies and shatters them against a rock!