Psalms · Chapter 137
Peshitta OT
9 verses
1
ܥܠ ܢܗܪ̈ܘܬܐ ܕܒܒܠ ܬܡܢ ܝܬܒܢ ܘܒܟܝܢ ܟܕ ܐܬܕܟܪܢܗ̇ ܠܨܗܝܘܢ
ltshywn 'thdkrnh kd wbkyn ythbn thmn dbbl nhrwth' el
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
2
ܥܠ ܥܪ̈ܒܐ ܕܒܓܘܗ̇ ܬܠܝܢ ܟܢܪ̈ܝܢ
knryn thlyn dbgwh erb' el
On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.
3
ܡܛܠ ܕܬܡܢ ܫܐܠܘܢ ܫ̈ܒܝܢ ܡ̈ܠܐ ܕܬܫ̈ܒܚܬܐ ܘܕܒܘܪ̈ܝܢ ܐܡܪܘ ܠܢ ܫܒܚܘ ܠܢ ܡܢ ܬܫܒܚ̈ܬܗ̇ ܕܨܗܝܘܢ
dtshywn thshbkhthh mn ln shbkhw ln 'mrw wdbwryn dthshbkhth' ml' shbyn sh'lwn dthmn mTl
For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
4
ܐܝܟܢ ܢܫܒܚ ܠܟܘܢ ܬܫ̈ܒܚܬܗ ܕܡܪܝܐ ܒܐܪܥܐ ܢܘܟܪܝܬܐ
nwkryth' b're' dmry' thshbkhthh lkwn nshbkh 'ykn
How can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?
5
ܐܢ ܐܛܥܝܟܝ ܐܘܪܫܠܡ ܬܛܥܝܢܝ ܝܡܝܢܝ
ymyny thTeyny 'wrshlm 'Teyky 'n
If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.
6
ܘܢܕܒܩ ܠܫܢܝ ܠܫܡ̈ܝ ܚܟܝ ܐܠܐ ܐܬܕܟܪܟܝ ܐܠܐ ܐܣܩܝܗ̇ ܠܐܘܪܫܠܡ ܒܪܝܫ ܚ̈ܕܘܬܝ
khdwthy brysh l'wrshlm 'sqyh 'l' 'thdkrky 'l' khky lshmy lshny wndbq
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you, if I don’t prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.
7
ܐܬܕܟܪ ܡܪܝܐ ܠܒܢ̈ܝ ܐܕܘܡ ܒܝܘܡܗ̇ ܕܐܘܪܫܠܡ ܕܐܡܪܝܢ ܓܠܘ ܓܠܘ ܥܕܡܐ ܠܫܬܐ̈ܣܝܗ̇
lshth'syh edm' glw glw d'mryn d'wrshlm bywmh 'dwm lbny mry' 'thdkr
Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”
8
ܒܪܬ ܒܒܠ ܒܙܘܙܬܐ ܛܘܒܘܗܝ ܠܡܢ ܕܢܦܪܥܟܝ ܦܘܪܥܢܐ ܕܦܪܥܬܝܘܗܝ
dprethywhy pwren' dnpreky lmn Twbwhy bzwzth' bbl brth
Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who repays you, as you have done to us.