Zaburi 137

1 Kando ya mito ya Babeli tuliketi, tukaomboleza tulipokumbuka Sayuni.

By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept when we thought about Zion.

2 Kwenye miti ya huko tulitundika vinubi vyetu,

On the poplars there we hung our harps.

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

There our captors required songs from us, and those who mocked us required us to be happy, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

4 Tutaimbaje nyimbo za Bwana, tukiwa nchi ya kigeni?

How could we sing a song about Yahweh in a foreign land?

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

If I ignore the memory of you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her skill.

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

Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I think about you no more, if I do not prefer Jerusalem more than my greatest delights.

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

Call to mind, Yahweh, what the Edomites did on the day Jerusalem fell. They said, “Tear it down, tear it down to its foundations.”

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

Daughter of Babylon, soon to be destroyed— may the person be blessed, whoever pays you back for what you have done to us.

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

May the person be blessed, whoever takes and dashes your little ones against a rock.