Psalms 137

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             By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down.
          Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
             2 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!”
             4 How can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?
             5 If I forget you, Jerusalem,
          let my right hand forget its skill.
             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.
             7 Remember, Yahweh, against the children 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 rewards you,
          as you have served us.
             9 Happy shall he be,
          who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.