Psalms 137
137
1-3Alongside Babylon’s rivers
we sat on the banks; we cried and cried,
remembering the good old days in Zion.
Alongside the quaking aspens
we stacked our unplayed harps;
That’s where our captors demanded songs,
sarcastic and mocking:
“Sing us a happy Zion song!”
4-6Oh, how could we ever sing God’s song
in this wasteland?
If I ever forget you, Jerusalem,
let my fingers wither and fall off like leaves.
Let my tongue swell and turn black
if I fail to remember you,
If I fail, O dear Jerusalem,
to honor you as my greatest.
7-9 God, remember those Edomites,
and remember the ruin of Jerusalem,
That day they yelled out,
“Wreck it, smash it to bits!”
And you, Babylonians—ravagers!
A reward to whoever gets back at you
for all you’ve done to us;
Yes, a reward to the one who grabs your babies
and smashes their heads on the rocks!
अहिले सेलेक्ट गरिएको:
Psalms 137: MSG
हाइलाइट
शेयर गर्नुहोस्
कपी गर्नुहोस्
तपाईंका हाइलाइटहरू तपाईंका सबै यन्त्रहरूमा सुरक्षित गर्न चाहनुहुन्छ? साइन अप वा साइन इन गर्नुहोस्
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