Psalms 137

1 By rivers of Babylon — There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

Jerusalem kageldoh phatnun Babylon vadung panga chun katou un kakapgam tauve.

2 On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

Keihon kasemjang houchu mong thingbah chungdunga chun kakhai un ahi.

3 For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers — joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

Hikom a chun soh a eihente houchun la sah sahding eigouvin, chuleh eisugenthei houchun kipahtah’a la sahsahtei ding eigouvin, “Jerusalem la ho chu khatpen beh neisahpeh’un” atiuve.

4 How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

Ahinlah keihon hetkhahlou mi gam sunga hi Pakai la hochu iti kasahdiuham?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!

Vo Jerusalem nangma kasuhmil uleh kakhut jetlam hin semjang pehdan sumil jenghen.

6 My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Nangma kageldoh louva, Jerusalem chu kakipana sangpen sang a thupi a kagel lou le, kaleihi kadang chungah behdan jenghen.

7 Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!'

O Pakai Babylon sepaiten Jerusalem alonkhum niuva Edom mite thilbol chu geldoh tei in, “Sumang jengin”, “Toltoh sumat jengun” tin asam un ahi.

8 O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.

O Babylon, nangma nakisu mang ding ahi. Nangin neibol nao bang banga nalethuh penpen chu anunnom ahi.

9 O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

Nachapangteu puimanga songpi chunga sepgoiho chu nunnom hen!