Psalms 137

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

KIT momoder ni kailan pilap en Papel o janejan, ni ni tamanda Jion.

2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.

Kit lanadar at arp akan nin tuka kan, me mi waja o.

3 For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, and our tormentors asked of us mirth: 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.'

Pwe me jali kit edi inda, jen kaul, o jen pereperen ni at mamaiei: Komail wiai on kit kaul apot duen Jion.

4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?

Iaduen at pan kak wiada kaul nil leowa nan jap en men wai?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

Ma i pan monoke uk ala Ierujalem, pa i pali maun ap pil pun monokinokla.

6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I remember thee not; if I set not Jerusalem above my chiefest joy.

Lo i pan paj on pan natanat ai, ma i jolar pan taman uk adar, ma i jolar pan peren kida Ierujalem mon meakaroj.

7 Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said: 'Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.'

Main leowa, kom kotin tamanda en men Edom ar lokolokaia ni ran apwal en lerujalem Kawela, kawela lao Iel on nan pwel!

8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that repayeth thee as thou hast served us.

Toun Papel, morjued koe, re meid pai, me pan wiai on uk duen me koe wiadar!

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.

Meid pai ir, me pan koledi noum jeri pwelel o kajuk pajan nin takai!