Psalms 137

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

On the floodis of Babiloyne there we saten, and wepten; while we bithouyten on Syon.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

In salewis in the myddil therof; we hangiden vp oure orguns.

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

For thei that ledden vs prisoners; axiden vs there the wordis of songis. And thei that ledden awei vs seiden; Synge ye to vs an ympne of the songis of Syon.

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

Hou schulen we singe a songe of the Lord; in an alien lond?

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

If Y foryete thee, Jerusalem; my riyt hond be youun to foryeting.

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!

Mi tunge cleue to my chekis; if Y bithenke not on thee. If Y purposide not of thee, Jerusalem; in the bigynnyng of my gladnesse.

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

Lord, haue thou mynde on the sones of Edom; for the dai of Jerusalem. Whiche seien, Anyntische ye, anyntische ye; `til to the foundement ther ynne.

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

Thou wretchid douyter of Babiloyne; he is blessid, that `schal yelde to thee thi yelding, which thou yeldidist to vs.

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

He is blessid, that schal holde; and hurtle doun hise litle children at a stoon.