Psalms 137

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

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

2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.

On the willows in its midst, we hung up our harps.

3 For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, and our tormentors asked of us mirth: 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.'

For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."

4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?

How can we sing the LORD's song in a foreign land?

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

If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I remember thee not; if I set not Jerusalem above my chiefest joy.

Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you; if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said: 'Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.'

Remember, LORD, against the descendants of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, "Raze it. Raze it even to its foundation."

8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that repayeth thee as thou hast served us.

Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be blessed who rewards you, as you have served us.

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.

Blessed shall he be who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.