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Israelites in Captivity

137 By the rivers in Babylon we sat and cried
    when we remembered Jerusalem.
On the poplar trees nearby
    we hung our harps.
Those who captured us asked us to sing;
    our enemies wanted happy songs.
    They said, “Sing us a song about Jerusalem!”

But we cannot sing songs about the Lord
    while we are in this foreign country!
Jerusalem, if I forget you,
    let my right hand lose its skill.
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
    if I do not remember you,
if I do not think about Jerusalem
    as my greatest joy.

Lord, remember what the Edomites did
    on the day Jerusalem fell.
They said, “Tear it down!
    Tear it down to its foundations!”

People of Babylon, you will be destroyed.
    The people who pay you back for what you did to us will be happy.
They will grab your babies
    and throw them against the rocks.

Psalm 137

137 Alongside Babylon’s streams,
    there we sat down,
    crying because we remembered Zion.
We hung our lyres up
    in the trees there
    because that’s where our captors asked us to sing;
    our tormentors requested songs of joy:
    “Sing us a song about Zion!” they said.
But how could we possibly sing
    the Lord’s song on foreign soil?

Jerusalem! If I forget you,
    let my strong hand wither!
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
    if I don’t remember you,
    if I don’t make Jerusalem my greatest joy.

Lord, remember what the Edomites did
        on Jerusalem’s dark day:
    “Rip it down, rip it down!
    All the way to its foundations!” they yelled.
Daughter Babylon, you destroyer,[a]
    a blessing on the one who pays you back
    the very deed you did to us!
    A blessing on the one who seizes your children
    and smashes them against the rock!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:8 Sym, Tg, Syr; MT the devastated