Psalms 137

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

Babilonia tɔsisiwo toe míenɔ, hɛnɔ avi fam, esi míeɖo ŋku Zion dzi.

2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.

Míetsɔ míaƒe kasaŋkuwo ku amuti siwo le afi ma,

3 For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, and our tormentors asked of us mirth: 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.'

elabena afi mae ame siwo ɖe aboyo mí la bia ha tso mía si le; ame siwo wɔ fu mí la bia dzidzɔhawo tso mía si hegblɔ be, “Midzi Zion hawo dometɔ ɖeka na mí!”

4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?

Aleke miadzi Yehowa ƒe hawo le dzronyigba dzi?

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

O! Yerusalem, ne meŋlɔ wò be la, nye nuɖusibɔ nèŋlɔ eƒe ŋusẽ be,

6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I remember thee not; if I set not Jerusalem above my chiefest joy.

eye nye aɖe nelé ɖe nye nu me, ne nyemeɖo ŋku dziwò o, ne nyemebu Yerusalem, nye dzidzɔ kɔkɔtɔ kekeake o.

7 Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said: 'Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.'

O! Yehowa, ɖo ŋku nu si Edomtɔwo wɔ la dzi, gbe si gbe wogbã Yerusalem. Wodo ɣli be, “Mimui ƒu anyi, migbãe, va se ɖe eƒe gɔmeɖokpewo dzi ke!”

8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that repayeth thee as thou hast served us.

O! Babilonia vinyɔnu, woɖo wò ɖi na tsɔtsrɔ̃, woayra ame si aɖo nu si nèwɔ mí la teƒe na wò,

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.

ame si alé wò vidzĩwo axlã ɖe agakpewo.