Psalm 137
1By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
when we remembered Zion.
2There on the poplars
we hung our harps,
3for there our captors asked us for songs,
our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
4How can we sing the songs of the Lord
while in a foreign land?
5If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand forget its skill.
6May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem
my highest joy.
7Remember, Lord, what the Edomites did
on the day Jerusalem fell.
“Tear it down,” they cried,
“tear it down to its foundations!”
8Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,
happy is the one who repays you
according to what you have done to us.
9Happy is the one who seizes your infants
and dashes them against the rocks.
Dwom 137
1Babilonia nsubɔntene ho, ɛhɔ na yɛtena suiɛ
ɛberɛ a yɛkaee Sion no.
2Ɛhɔ nsukakye nnua so
na yɛde yɛn asankuo sensɛneeɛ,
3ɛhɔ na yɛn nnommumfafoɔ bisaa yɛn nnwom,
yɛn ahohiahiafoɔ pɛɛ yɛn hɔ ahurisie nnwom;
wɔkaa sɛ, “Monto Sion nnwom baako mma yɛn!”
4Ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na yɛatumi ato Awurade nnwom
ɛberɛ a yɛwɔ ananafoɔ asase so?
5Ao Yerusalem, sɛ mewerɛ firi wo a
ma me nsa nifa werɛ mfiri sankubɔ.
6Sɛ mankae wo sɛ mʼanigyedeɛ kɛseɛ pa ara a,
ma me tɛkrɛma nka mfam mʼanomu.
7Ao Awurade, kae deɛ Edomfoɔ yɛeɛ
wɔ ɛda a Yerusalem hwee ase no.
Wɔteam sɛ, “Monnwiri,
monnwiri ngu fam nkɔka nʼafapem!”
8Ao Babilonia babaa a wɔahyɛ sɛ wɔbɛsɛe wo,
nhyira nka deɛ ɔtua wo ka
wɔ deɛ wode ayɛ yɛn so.
9Nhyira nka deɛ ɔkyekyee wo nkokoaa
de wɔn bobɔɔ abotan so.
