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Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down and wept
    when we remembered Zion.
We hung our harps
    upon the poplars.
For there our captors made us sing
    and our tormentors made us entertain,
    saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

How shall we sing the song of the Lord
    in a foreign land?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
    let my right hand forget its skill.
If I do not remember you,
    let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth,
if I do not have Jerusalem
    as my highest joy.

Remember, O Lord, the people of Edom
    in the day of Jerusalem,
who said, “Raze it, raze it,
    down to its foundations.”

O daughter of Babylon, who is to be destroyed,
    blessed is the one who rewards you
    as you have done to us.
Blessed is the one who takes
    and dashes your little ones against the rocks.

Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down,
yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
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.

How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
let my right hand forget her cunning.
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.

Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem;
who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.
O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed;
happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.
Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.