Psalms 137

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

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

2 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

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

3 For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs 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 shall we sing Yhwh's song in a strange land?

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

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

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

6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

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

7 Remember, O Yhwh, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

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, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

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

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

Nachapangteu puimang a songpi chunga sepgoiho chu nunnom hen!