Psalms 137

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

By rivers of Babylon—There we sat, Indeed, we wept when we remembered Zion.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

We hung our harps on willows in its midst.

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

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers—joy: “Sing to us of a song of Zion.”

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

How do we sing the song of YHWH, On the land of a stranger?

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

If I forget you, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgets!

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!

My tongue cleaves to my palate, If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

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

Remember, YHWH, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, “Raze, raze to its foundation!”

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

O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the blessedness of him who repays to you your deed, That you have done to us.

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

O the blessedness of him who seizes, and has dashed your sucklings on the rock!