Psalms 137

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

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

2 We hanged our harps on the willows in the middle thereof.

There on the willows we hung our harps,

3 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.

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

4 How shall we sing the LORD’s song in a strange land?

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

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

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

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

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!

7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Raze it, raze it, even to the foundation thereof.

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

8 O daughter of Babylon, who are to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewards you as you have served us.

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

9 Happy shall he be, that takes and dashes your little ones against the stones.

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