Psalms 137

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

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

2 On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

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

3 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!”

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 can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?

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

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.

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

6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you, if I don’t prefer Jerusalem above my chief 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, Yahweh, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”

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

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who repays you, as you have done to us.

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

9 Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

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