Psalm 137 | English Standard Version Segond 21

Psalm 137 | English Standard Version

How Shall We Sing the Lord’s Song?

1 By the waters of Babylon, there we sat down and wept, when we remembered Zion. 2 On the willows* there we hung up our lyres. 3 For there our captors required of us songs, and our tormentors, mirth, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!” 4 How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land? 5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill! 6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy! 7 Remember, O Lord, against the Edomites the day of Jerusalem, how they said, “Lay it bare, lay it bare, down to its foundations!” 8 O daughter of Babylon, doomed to be destroyed, blessed shall he be who repays you with what you have done to us! 9 Blessed shall he be who takes your little ones and dashes them against the rock!

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Segond 21

Souffrance des exilés

1 Sur les bords des fleuves de Babylone, nous étions assis et nous pleurions en nous souvenant de Sion. 2 Nous avions suspendu nos harpes aux saules du voisinage. 3 Là, ceux qui nous avaient déportés nous demandaient des chants, nos oppresseurs nous demandaient de la joie: «Chantez-nous quelques-uns des chants de Sion!» 4 Comment chanterions-nous les chants de l'Eternel sur une terre étrangère? 5 Si je t'oublie, Jérusalem, que ma main droite m'oublie! 6 Que ma langue reste collée à mon palais, si je ne me souviens plus de toi, si je ne place pas Jérusalem au-dessus de toutes mes joies! 7 Eternel, souviens-toi des Edomites! Le jour de la prise de Jérusalem, ils disaient: «Rasez-la, rasez-la jusqu'aux fondations!» 8 Toi, ville de Babylone, tu seras dévastée. Heureux celui qui te rendra le mal que tu nous as fait! 9 Heureux celui qui prendra tes enfants pour les écraser contre un rocher!