< Psalms 137 >
1 Ní ẹ̀bá odò Babeli, níbẹ̀ ni àwa gbé jókòó àwa sì sọkún nígbà tí àwa rántí Sioni.
A Psalm of David: to Jeremiah. Above the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept, while we remembered Zion.
2 Àwa fi dùùrù wa kọ́ sí orí igi wílò, tí ó wà láàrín rẹ̀.
By the willow trees, in their midst, we hung up our instruments.
3 Nítorí pé níbẹ̀ ni àwọn tí ó kó wa ní ìgbèkùn béèrè orin lọ́wọ́ wa, àti àwọn tí ó ni wá lára béèrè ìdárayá; wọn wí pé, “Ẹ kọ orin Sioni kan fún wa!”
For, in that place, those who led us into captivity questioned us about the words of the songs. And those who carried us away said: “Sing us a hymn from the songs of Zion.”
4 Àwa ó ti ṣe kọ orin Olúwa ní ilẹ̀ àjèjì
How can we sing a song of the Lord in a foreign land?
5 Jerusalẹmu, bí èmi bá gbàgbé rẹ jẹ́ kí ọwọ́ ọ̀tún mi kí ó gbàgbé ìlò rẹ̀.
If I ever forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.
6 Bí èmi kò bá rántí rẹ, jẹ́ kí ahọ́n mi kí ó lẹ̀ mọ́ èrìgì mi; bí èmi kò bá fi Jerusalẹmu ṣáájú olórí ayọ̀ mi gbogbo.
May my tongue adhere to my jaws, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem first, as the beginning of my joy.
7 Olúwa rántí ọjọ́ Jerusalẹmu, lára àwọn ọmọ Edomu, àwọn ẹni tí ń wí pé, “Wó o palẹ̀, wó o palẹ̀ dé ìpìlẹ̀ rẹ̀!”
O Lord, call to mind the sons of Edom, in the day of Jerusalem, who say: “Despoil it, despoil it, even to its foundation.”
8 Ìwọ, ọmọbìnrin Babeli, ẹni tí a ó parun; ìbùkún ni fún ẹni tí ó san án fún ọ bí ìwọ ti rò sí wa.
O daughter of Babylon, have pity. Blessed is he who will repay you with your payment, which you have paid to us.
9 Ìbùkún ni fún ẹni tí ó mú ọmọ wẹ́wẹ́ rẹ tí ó sì fi wọ́n ṣán òkúta.
Blessed is he who will take hold of your little ones and dash them against the rock.