Psalms 137

1 A Psalm of David: to Jeremiah. Above the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept, while we remembered Zion.

Naʻa mau nofo ki lalo ʻi he veʻe vaitafe ʻo Papilone, ʻio, naʻa mau tangi ʻi heʻemau manatu ki Saione.

2 By the willow trees, in their midst, we hung up our instruments.

Naʻa mau tautau ʻemau ngaahi haʻape, ʻi he ngaahi uilou ʻi he lotolotonga ʻo ia.

3 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.”

He naʻe fekauʻi ai ʻekinautolu naʻa nau fakapōpulaʻi ʻakimautolu ke mau hiva; pea ko kinautolu naʻe fakaʻosiʻosi ʻakimautolu naʻa nau fekau ke mau fiefia, ʻonau pehē, “Hiva mai kiate kimautolu ʻi he ngaahi hiva ʻo Saione.”

4 How can we sing a song of the Lord in a foreign land?

‌ʻE fēfē ʻemau hiva ʻaki ʻae hiva ʻa Sihova ʻi he fonua ʻoe muli?

5 If I ever forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

Kapau te u fakangalongaloʻi koe, ʻE Selūsalema, tuku ke ngalo ʻi hoku nima toʻomataʻu hono faiva.

6 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.

Kapau ʻe ʻikai te u manatu kiate koe, tuku ke pikitai ʻa hoku ʻelelo ki hoku ʻaoʻingutu; ʻo kapau ʻe ʻikai te u hiki māʻolunga hake ʻa Selūsalema ʻi hoku fungani fiefiaʻanga.

7 O Lord, call to mind the sons of Edom, in the day of Jerusalem, who say: “Despoil it, despoil it, even to its foundation.”

Manatu, ʻE Sihova, ki he fānau ʻa ʻItomi, ʻi he ʻaho ʻo Selūsalema; naʻa nau pehē, “Fakaʻauha ia! Fakaʻauha ia, ʻo aʻu ki hono tuʻunga!”

8 O daughter of Babylon, have pity. Blessed is he who will repay you with your payment, which you have paid to us.

‌ʻE ʻofefine ʻo Papilone, ʻe fakaʻauha koe; ʻe monūʻia ia, ʻaia te ne totongi kiate koe, ʻo hangē ko hoʻo fai kiate kimautolu.

9 Blessed is he who will take hold of your little ones and dash them against the rock.

‌ʻE monūʻia ia, ʻaia te ne toʻo ʻo laiki hoʻo fānau iiki ki he maka.