Psalms 137

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

Kando ya mito ya Babeli tuliketi na tulilia tulipokumbuka kuhusu Sayuni.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

Tulitundika vinubi vyetu kwenye miti ya Babylon.

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

Huko watekaji wetu walitaka tuwaimbie, na wale walio tudhihaki walitutaka sisi tufurahi, wakisema, “Tuimbieni moja ya nyimbo za Sayuni.”

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

Tungewezaje kuimba wimbo unaomuhusu Yahwe katika nchi ya ugeni?

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

Kama nikikusahau wewe, Yerusalemu, basi mkono wangu wa kuume na usahau ujuzi wake.

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!

Ulimi wangu na ushikamane juu ya kinywa changu kama nisipokufikiria tena, na kama sipendelei zaidi Yerusalemu kuliko furaha yangu kuu.

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

Kumbuka, Ee Yahwe, kile walichofanya Waedomu siku ya anguko la Yerusalemu. Walisema, “Ibomoeni, ibomoeni mpaka chini kwenye misingi yake.”

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

Binti za Babeli, hivi karibuni wataharibiwa- mtu na abalikiwe, yeyote atakaye walipizia yale mliotufanyia sisi.

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

Mtu na abarikiwe, yeyote achukuaye na kusambaratisha watoto wenu juu ya jiwe.