Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

Nou te chita bò larivyè ki nan peyi Babilòn yo, nou t'ap kriye lè nou chonje peyi Siyon.

2 Upon the willows in the midst of it we hung up our harps.

Nou te pandye gita nou yo nan branch pye sikren peyi a.

3 For there those who led us captive required of us songs, and those who wasted us, mirth, saying, Sing for us one of the songs of Zion.

Moun ki te fè nou prizonye yo t'ap mande pou nou chante pou yo. Moun ki t'ap peze nou yo t'ap mande pou nou anmize yo: -Chante yon chante peyi Siyon pou nou non!

4 How shall we sing Jehovah's song in a foreign land?

Ki jan ou ta vle pou n' chante yon chante Seyè a nan yon peyi etranje?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget.

Si nou bliye ou, Jerizalèm. se pou nou bliye ki jan pou nou sèvi ak men dwat nou tou.

6 Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Si nou pa chonje ou, si nou pa konsidere ou tankou pi gwo kontantman nou, se pou lang nou kole nan fon bouch nou.

7 Remember, O Jehovah, the day of Jerusalem against the sons of Edom, who said, Raze it, raze it, even to the foundation thereof.

Seyè, chonje sa moun peyi Edon yo te fè jou yo te pran lavil Jerizalèm. Chonje jan yo t'ap di: Kraze l'! Kraze l' ratè!

8 O daughter of Babylon, who is to be destroyed, happy shall he be who rewards thee as thou have served us.

Nou menm moun lavil Babilòn, yo gen pou yo fini ak nou yon lè. Benediksyon pou moun ki va fè ou sibi menm bagay ou te fè nou sibi a.

9 Happy shall he be who takes and dashes thy little ones against the rock.

Benediksyon pou moun ki va pran pitit ou yo, ki va kraze yo sou gwo wòch!