Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

3 for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”

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

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand cease to function.

6 May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy!

7 Remember, O LORD, the sons of Edom on the day Jerusalem fell: “Destroy it,” they said, “tear it down to its foundations!”

8 O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, blessed is he who repays you as you have done to us.

9 Blessed is he who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.

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

2 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

3 For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us [required of us] mirth, [saying], Sing us [one] of the songs of Zion.

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

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

6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 ¶ Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase [it], rase [it, even] to the foundation thereof.

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

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

1 By the waters of Babel we sat and wept, when we remembered Zion.

2 We hanged our harps upon the willows that are within.

3 For there let them that held us captive sing unto us, and be merry in our crying: beloved, sing unto us a song of Zion.

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

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, where I remember thee not, where I let not Jerusalem be my chief delight.

7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, which say, Cleanse off, cleanse off, even unto their floor.

8 Thou daughter of Babylon, that thou mayest be rewarded for what thou hast done unto us.

9 Blessed is he that taketh thy young children, and dasheth them to the stone!