Psalms 137

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

2 We hung our harps on the willows in the midst thereof.

3 For there they who carried us away captive required of us a song; They who wasted us required of us mirth: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song In a strange land?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her cunning!

6 If I do not remember thee, Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; If I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy!

7 Remember, O LORD! against the children of Edom The day of the calamity of Jerusalem! Who said, “Raze it, Raze it to its foundations!”

8 O daughter of Babylon, thou destroyer! Happy be he who requiteth thee As thou hast dealt with us!

9 Happy be he who seizeth thy little ones And dasheth them against the stones!