Psalms 137

1 By the waters of Babylon there we sat, and we wept at the thought of Zion.

MA na muliwai o Babulona, malaila kakou i noho iho ai, A uwe aku la i ko kakou hoomanao ana ia Ziona.

2 There on the poplars we hung our harps.

Ma na wilou maloko olaila, I kaulai ai makou i ko makou mea kani.

3 For there our captors called for a song: our tormentors, rejoicing, saying: ‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion.’

No ka mea, malaila, noi mai ka poe i lawe pio ia makou, I na olelo o ke oli; A o ka poe hoinoino ia makou, noi mai lakou e lealea makou, I mai, E oli mai oukou i ka oli o Ziona.

4 How can we sing the Lord’s song in the foreigner’s land?

Pehea la makou e oli ai i ka oli o Iehova, Ma ka aina malihini?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand wither.

Ina e hoopoina au ia oe, e Ierusalema, E poina pu no ko'u lima akua i ka hana,

6 May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I am unmindful of you, or don’t set Jerusalem above my chief joy.

I ole au e hoomanao ia oe, E pipili hoi kuu aleio i ka aluna o ko'u waha; I ole hoi e kela aku ko'u makemake ia Ierusalema, Mamua o ko'u mea lealea mai.

7 Remember the Edomites, Lord, the day of Jerusalem’s fall, when they said, ‘Lay her bare, lay her bare, right down to her very foundation.’

E Iehova, e hoomanao oe i na keiki o Edoma, I ka la o Ierusalema; I ka poe i olelo mai, E wawahi, e wawahi, A ilalo i ke kumu ona.

8 Babylon, despoiler, happy are those who pay you back for all you have done to us.

E ke kaikamahine o Babulona, ka mea e anaiia auanei, E pomaikai auanei ka mea hoopai aku ia oe, i ka hewa, Au i hana hewa mai ai ia makou.

9 Happy are they who seize and dash your children against the rocks.

E pomaikai no hoi ka mea lalau aku i kau mau keiki, A ulupa ia lakou ilalo i na pohaku.