Abụ Ọma 137

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

By rivers of Babylon — There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

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

On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

3 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!”

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers — joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

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

How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

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

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!

6 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.

My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 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!”

Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!'

8 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,

O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.

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

O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!