Psalms 137

137 ¹ For di rivers of Babylon, na dia we sidon dey cry, wen we remember Zion. ² For di willow trees dia we hang our lyre dem. ³ Bicos na dia di people wey capture us demand say make we sing songs, and di people wey dey torment us call for joy, dey talk, “Sing one of di songs of Zion for us!”

⁴ How we go take sing our Papa song for land wey no be our own? ⁵ If I forget you, Jerusalem, make my right hand forget wetin e sabi do. ⁶ Make my tongue stick for di roof of my mouth, if I no remember you, if I no put Jerusalem pass my greatest joy.

⁷ Remember, our Papa, wetin di Edom people do for di day wey Jerusalem fall, how dem talk, “Break am down! Break am down! Down to im very foundation!” ⁸ Daughter of Babylon, wey dem don mark for destruction, blessing dey for di person wey go pay you back wetin you do us! ⁹ Blessing dey for di person wey go take your small pikin dem knack dem for di rock! ^a a v9 Jesus carry di cry for justice go di cross, dey pray, “Papa, forgive dem” — and e teach im people to love dia enemy dem. Di true-true vex of di exile people dem carry am bring give our Papa, wey na only Am fit answer am.