Psalms 137

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

Ngasemifuleni yaseBhabhiloni sahlala phansi sakhala lapho sasikhumbula iZiyoni.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

Khona lapho ezihlahleni zemidubu saphanyeka amachacho ethu,

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

ngoba khonapho abathumbi bethu bacela izingoma kithi, labahlukuluzi bethu bafuna izingoma zentokozo; bathi, “Sihlabeleleni enye yezingoma zaseZiyoni!”

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

Singazihlabela kanjani izingoma zikaThixo siselizweni lemzini na?

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

Aluba ngikukhohlwa, Oh Jerusalema, isandla sami sokunene kasilahlekelwe yibungcitshi baso.

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!

Sengathi ulimi lwami lunganamathela elwangeni lomlomo wami uba ngingakukhumbuli wena, uba ngingathathi iJerusalema njengentokozo yami ephezu konke.

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

Khumbula, Oh Thixo, ama-Edomi akwenzayo mhla iJerusalema ithunjwa. “Lidilizeni,” baklabalala, “lidilizeni kanye lezisekelo zalo!”

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

Wena Ndodakazi yaseBhabhiloni, oqunyelwe ukubhubha, ubusisiwe lowo okuphindiselayo ngalokho okwenzileyo kithi.

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

Ubusisiwe lowo othatha insane zakho, azisakazele ematsheni.