Salmos 137

BIBLIA	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 A orillas de los ríos de Babilonia estábamos sentados y llorábamos, acordándonos de Sión;	1 Of David himself. O Lord, I will confess to you with my whole heart, for you have heard the words of my mouth. I will sing psalms to you in the sight of the Angels.
2 en los álamos de la orilla teníamos colgadas nuestras cítaras.	2 I will adore before your holy temple, and I will confess your name: it is above your mercy and your truth. For you have magnified your holy name above all.
3 Allí nos pidieron nuestros deportadores cánticos, nuestros raptores alegría: «¡Cantad para nosotros un cantar de Sión!»	3 On whatever day that I will call upon you: hear me. You will multiply virtue in my soul.
4 ¿Cómo podríamos cantar un canto de Yahveh en una tierra extraña?	4 May all the kings of the earth confess to you, O Lord. For they have heard all the words of your mouth.
5 ¡Jerusalén, si yo de ti me olvido, que se seque mi diestra!	5 And let them sing in accordance with the ways of the Lord. For great is the glory of the Lord.
6 ¡Mi lengua se me pegue al paladar si de ti no me acuerdo, si no alzo a Jerusalén al colmo de mi gozo!	6 For the Lord is exalted, and he looks with favor on the humble. But the lofty he knows from a distance.
7 Acuérdate, Yahveh, contra los hijos de Edom, del día de Jerusalén, cuando ellos decían: ¡Arrasad, arrasadla hasta sus cimientos!	7 If I wander into the midst of tribulation, you will revive me. For you extended your hand against the wrath of my enemies. And your right hand has accomplished my salvation.
8 ¡Hija de Babel, devastadora, feliz quien te devuelva el mal que nos hiciste,	8 The Lord will provide retribution on my behalf. O Lord, your mercy is forever. Do not disdain the works of your hands.
9 feliz quien agarre y estrelle contra la roca a tus pequeños!