Psalms 137

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

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

2 Upon the willows in her midst had we hung up our harps.

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

3 For there our captors demanded of us the words of song; and those that mocked us, joy, [saying, ] Sing for us one of the songs 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 should we sing the song of the Lord on the soil of the stranger?

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

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

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

6 May my tongue cleave to my palate if I do not remember thee: if I recall not Jerusalem at the head of my 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, unto the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said, Raze it, raze it, even to her very foundation.

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, who art wasted: happy he, that repayeth thee thy recompense for what thou hast done to us.

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

9 Happy he, that seizeth and dasheth thy babes against the rock.

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