Psalms 137

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

Nʼakụkụ iyi niile Babilọn ka anyị nọdụrụ ala kwaa akwa mgbe anyị chetara Zayọn.

2 We hung our harps on the willows in the midst thereof.

Ọ bụ nʼosisi pọpla ka anyị kokwasịrị ụbọ akwara anyị niile.

3 For there they who carried us away captive required of us a song; They who wasted us required of us mirth: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

Nʼebe ahụ ka ndị dọtara anyị nʼagha gwara anyị ka anyị bụọrọ ha abụ, ndị na-emekpa anyị ahụ rịọrọ anyị ka anyị bụọrọ ha abụ ọṅụ; ha kwuru sị, “Bụọrọnụ anyị otu abụ nʼime abụ Zayọn!”

4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song In a strange land?

Ma, olee otu anyị ga-esi bụọ abụ Onyenwe anyị ebe anyị nọ nʼala ọzọ?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her cunning!

Ọ bụrụ na m echezọọ gị, Jerusalem, ka aka nri m chefuo ǹka ya.

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!

Ọ bụrụ na m echezọọ gị, ọ bụrụkwa na m akwụsị iche echiche banyere Jerusalem, oke ọṅụ m, ka ire m rapara nʼokpo ọnụ m.

7 Remember, O LORD! against the children of Edom The day of the calamity of Jerusalem! Who said, “Raze it, Raze it to its foundations!”

Cheta, o Onyenwe anyị, ihe ndị Edọm mere nʼụbọchị ahụ a dọtara Jerusalem nʼagha. “Tikpọsịa ya,” ka ha tiri, “Tikpọsịa ya ruo na ntọala ya niile!”

8 O daughter of Babylon, thou destroyer! Happy be he who requiteth thee As thou hast dealt with us!

Gị ada Babilọn, onye a ghaghị ịla nʼiyi, ọṅụ ga-abụ nke onye ahụ ga-akwụghachi gị ụgwọ ọrụ ruru gị nʼihi ihe i mere anyị,

9 Happy be he who seizeth thy little ones And dasheth them against the stones!

onye ahụ ga-achịrị ụmụ gị ndị na-aṅụ ara tụpịa ha nʼelu nkume.