Psalms 137

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

Ngurumo-inĩ cia njũũĩ cia Babuloni nĩkuo twaikaraga thĩ tũkarĩra, twaririkana Zayuni.

2 On the willows in its midst, we hung up our harps.

Kũu mĩtĩ-inĩ ya mĩethia nĩkuo twacuuragia inanda ciitũ cia mũgeeto,

3 For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."

nĩgũkorwo tũrĩ kũu andũ arĩa maatũtahĩte nĩmatwĩraga tũmainĩre nyĩmbo, o acio atũnyariiri magatwĩra tũmainĩre nyĩmbo tũkenete, magatwĩra atĩrĩ, “Tũinĩrei rwĩmbo rũmwe rwa iria mwainaga mũrĩ Zayuni!”

4 How can we sing Jehovah's song in a foreign land?

Tũngĩhota atĩa kũina nyĩmbo cia Jehova tũrĩ bũrũri wa ũgeni?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

Ingĩkariganĩrwo nĩwe, Wee Jerusalemu-rĩ, guoko gwakwa kwa ũrĩo kũrokĩriganĩrwo nĩ ũũgĩ wakuo wa gwĩka maũndũ.

6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you; if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũronyiitana na karakara ingĩkaaga gũkũririkana, ingĩkaaga gũtua Jerusalemu gĩkeno gĩakwa kĩrĩa kĩnene.

7 Remember, Jehovah, against the descendants of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, "Raze it. Raze it even to its foundation."

Wee Jehova, ririkana ũrĩa andũ a Edomu meekire, mũthenya ũrĩa itũũra rĩa Jerusalemu rĩanyiitirwo. Maanĩrĩire, makiuga atĩrĩ, “Rĩmomorei, rĩmomorei o nginya mũthingi-inĩ warĩo!”

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be blessed who rewards you, as you have served us.

Wee mwarĩ wa Babuloni, o wee ũtuĩrĩirwo kũniinwo, gũkena nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũgũgwĩka o ta ũguo ũtwĩkĩte:

9 Blessed shall he be who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

gũkena nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũhuragia tũkenge twaku, agatũgũthithia ndwaro-inĩ cia mahiga.