Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.

Jerusalem kageldoh phatnun Babylon vadungpang a chun katou un kakapgam tauve.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

Keihon kasemjang houchu mong thingbah chung dunga chun kakhai un ahi.

3 for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”

Hikom a chun soh a eihente houchun la sah sahding eigouvin, chuleh eisugenthei houchun kipahtah'a la sahsahtei ding eigouvin, “Jerusalem la ho chu khatpen beh neisahpeh'un” atiuve.

4 How can we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land?

Ahinlah keihon hetkhahlou mi gam sunga hi Yahweh Pakai la hochu iti kasahdiuham?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand cease to function.

Vo Jerusalem nangma kasuhmil uleh kakhut jetlam hin semjang pehdan sumil jenghen.

6 May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy!

Nangma kageldoh louva, Jerusalem chu kakipana sangpen sang a thupi a kagel lou le, ka leihi kadang chungah behden jenghen.

7 Remember, O LORD, the sons of Edom on the day Jerusalem fell: “Destroy it,” they said, “tear it down to its foundations!”

O Yahweh Pakai Babylon sepaiten Jerusalem alonkhum niuva Edom mite thilbol chu geldoh tei in, “Sumang jengin,” “Toltoh sumat jengun” tin asam un ahi.

8 O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, blessed is he who repays you as you have done to us.

O Babylon, nangma nakisu mang ding ahi. Nangin neibol nao bang banga nalethuh penpen chu anunnom ahi.

9 Blessed is he who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.

Nachapangteu puimang a songpi chunga sepgoiho chu nunnom hen!