Psalm 137

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

²We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

³For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that made us wail [required] mirth, [saying,] Sing us [one] of the songs of Zion.

⁴How should we sing a song of Jehovah's upon a foreign soil?

⁵If I forget thee, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget [its skill];

⁶If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to my palate: if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

⁷Remember, O Jehovah, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, Lay [it] bare, Lay [it] bare, down to its foundation!

⁸Daughter of Babylon, who art to be laid waste, happy he that rendereth unto thee that which thou hast meted out to us.

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