PS Check out Psalm 137:9 for one of many other such verses. “Happy shalt be he that taketh and dasheth the little ones against the stones” Those evil children of Edom!
In context:
Remember, O LORD, against the Edomites
the day of Jerusalem,
how they said, “
Lay it bare, lay it bare,
down to its foundations!”
O daughter of Babylon, doomed to be destroyed,
blessed shall he be who repays you
with what you have done to us!
Blessed shall he be who takes your little ones
and dashes them against the rock!
That’s very harsh to Western ears, but - surprise, surprise! - that’s a pretty normal way of expression in the Near East. Abraham Mitrie Rihbany, a Lebanese Christian and author of
The Syrian Christ (1916) - where he reviews the gospel accounts and parallels them to the customs of his native land - once devoted a chapter to imprecations, which I shall quote here:
Again, the Oriental’s consideration of life as being essentially religious makes him as pious in his imprecations and curses as he is in his aspirational prayer. Beyond all human intrigue, passion, and force, the great avenger is God. “
Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.” “
See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no God with me: I kill and I make alive; I wound and I heal: neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.”
By priests and parents these precepts have been transmitted from generation to generation in the Orient, from time immemorial. We all were instructed in them by our elders with scrupulous care.
Of course as weak mortals we always tried to avenge ourselves, and the idea of thar (revenge) lies deep in the Oriental nature. But to us our vengeance was nothing compared with what God did to our “ungodly” enemies and oppressors.
The Oriental’s impetuosity and effusiveness make his imprecatory prayers, especially to the “unaccustomed ears” of Americans, blood-curdling. And I confess that on my last visit to Syria, my countrymen’s (and especially my countrywomen’s) bursts of pious wrath jarred heavily upon me.
In his oral bombardment of his enemy the Oriental hurls such missiles as, “May God burn the bones of your fathers”; “May God exterminate your seed from the earth”; “May God cut off your supply of bread (yakta rizkak)”; “May you have nothing but the ground for a bed and the sky for covering”; “May your children be orphaned and your wife widowed”; and similar expressions.
Does not this sound exactly like the one hundred and ninth Psalm? Speaking of his enemy, the writer of that psalm says, “Let his days be few, and let another take his office. Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow. Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg; let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places. Let there be none to extend mercy unto him; neither let there be any to favour his fatherless children. Let his posterity be cut off; and in the generation following let their name be blotted out.”
The sad fact is that the Oriental has always considered his personal enemies to be the enemies of God also, and as such their end was destruction. Such sentiments mar the beauty of many of the Psalms. The enemies of the Israelites were considered the enemies of the God of Israel, and the enemies of a Syrian family are also the enemies of the patron saint of that family. In that most wonderful Scriptural passage - the one hundred and thirty-ninth Psalm - the singer cries, “Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me, ye bloody men. For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain. Do not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise against thee?
I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.” Yet this ardent hater of his enemies most innocently turns to God and says in the next verse, “Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me and know my thoughts:
and see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”