Salmi ܡܙܡܘܪܐ 137

Peshitta	NEW JERUSALEM
1 ܥܠ ܢܗܪ̈ܘܬܐ ܕܒܒܠ ܬܡܢ ܝܬܒܢ ܘܒܟܝܢ ܟܕ ܐܬܕܟܪܢܗ̇ ܠܨܗܝܘܢ	1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept at the memory of Zion.
2 ܥܠ ܥܪ̈ܒܐ ܕܒܓܘܗ̇ ܬܠܝܢ ܟܢܪ̈ܝܢ	2 On the poplars there we had hung up our harps.
3 ܡܛܠ ܕܬܡܢ ܫܐܠܘܢ ܫ̈ܒܝܢ ܡ̈ܠܐ ܕܬܫ̈ܒܚܬܐ ܘܕܒܘܪ̈ܝܢ ܐܡܪܘ ܠܢ ܫܒܚܘ ܠܢ ܡܢ ܬܫܒܚ̈ܬܗ̇ ܕܨܗܝܘܢ	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.'
4 ܐܝܟܢ ܢܫܒܚ ܠܟܘܢ ܬܫ̈ܒܚܬܗ ܕܡܪܝܐ ܒܐܪܥܐ ܢܘܟܪܝܬܐ	4 How could we sing a song of Yahweh on alien soil?
5 ܐܢ ܐܛܥܝܟܝ ܐܘܪܫܠܡ ܬܛܥܝܢܝ ܝܡܝܢܝ	5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand wither!
6 ܘܢܕܒܩ ܠܫܢܝ ܠܫܡ̈ܝ ܚܟܝ ܐܠܐ ܐܬܕܟܪܟܝ ܐܠܐ ܐܣܩܝܗ̇ ܠܐܘܪܫܠܡ ܒܪܝܫ ܚ̈ܕܘܬܝ	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.
7 ܐܬܕܟܪ ܡܪܝܐ ܠܒܢ̈ܝ ܐܕܘܡ ܒܝܘܡܗ̇ ܕܐܘܪܫܠܡ ܕܐܡܪܝܢ ܓܠܘ ܓܠܘ ܥܕܡܐ ܠܫܬܐ̈ܣܝܗ̇	7 Remember, Yahweh, to the Edomites' cost, the day of Jerusalem, how they said, 'Down with it! Raseit to the ground!'
8 ܒܪܬ ܒܒܠ ܒܙܘܙܬܐ ܛܘܒܘܗܝ ܠܡܢ ܕܢܦܪܥܟܝ ܦܘܪܥܢܐ ܕܦܪܥܬܝܘܗܝ	8 Daughter of Babel, doomed to destruction, a blessing on anyone who treats you as you treated us,
9 ܛܘܒܘܗܝ ܠܡܢ ܕܢܐܚܘܕ ܝ̈ܠܘܕܝܟܝ ܘܢܫܩܦ ܠܟܐܦܐ	9 a blessing on anyone who seizes your babies and shatters them against a rock!