Psalms 137

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

2 Upon the willows in the midst of it we hung up our harps.

3 For there those who led us captive required of us songs, and those who wasted us, mirth, saying, Sing for us one of the songs of Zion.

4 How shall we sing Jehovah's song in a foreign land?

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

6 Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 Remember, O Jehovah, the day of Jerusalem against the sons of Edom, who said, Raze it, raze it, even to the foundation thereof.

8 O daughter of Babylon, who is to be destroyed, happy shall he be who rewards thee as thou have served us.

9 Happy shall he be who takes and dashes thy little ones against the rock.