Psalms 137

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

Kando ya mito ya Babeli tuliketi, tukaomboleza tulipokumbuka Sayuni.

2 Upon the willows—in the midst thereof, hanged we our lyres:

Kwenye miti ya huko tulitundika vinubi vyetu,

3 For, there, our captors asked of us words of song, and our plunderers—gladness, —Sing us of the songs of Zion!

kwa maana huko hao waliotuteka walitaka tuwaimbie nyimbo, watesi wetu walidai nyimbo za furaha; walisema, “Tuimbieni wimbo mmoja kati ya nyimbo za Sayuni!”

4 How shall we sing the song of Yahweh, on a foreign soil?

Tutaimbaje nyimbo za Bwana, tukiwa nchi ya kigeni?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right-hand forget:

Nikikusahau wewe, ee Yerusalemu, basi mkono wangu wa kuume na usahau ujuzi wake.

6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee! if I do not lift up Jerusalem above the head of mine own gladness.

Ulimi wangu ushikamane na kaakaa la kinywa changu kama sitakukumbuka wewe, kama nisipokufikiri Yerusalemu kuwa furaha yangu kubwa.

7 Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem, —how they continued to say—Overthrow! Overthrow! unto the foundation within it.

Kumbuka, Ee Bwana, walichokifanya Waedomu, siku ile Yerusalemu ilipoanguka. Walisema, “Bomoa, Bomoa mpaka kwenye misingi yake!”

8 O ruined daughter of Babylon, —how happy the man who shall repay thee thy dealing, wherewith thou didst deal with us!

Ee binti Babeli, uliyehukumiwa kuangamizwa, heri yeye atakayekulipiza wewe kwa yale uliyotutenda sisi:

9 How happy the man who shall snatch away and dash thy children against the crag.

yeye ambaye atawakamata watoto wako wachanga na kuwaponda juu ya miamba.