PsalmsChapter 137
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1By the rivers of Babylon we sat and cried
when we remembered Zion. 2There we hung our harps
on the willow trees. 3For there the people who captured us asked us for a song.
The ones who tormented us wanted happy songs.
They said, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!" 4How can we sing a song of the LORD
in a foreign land? 5If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand stop working. 6May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you,
if I do not make Jerusalem
my greatest joy! 7LORD, remember what the people of Edom did
on the day Jerusalem fell.
They said, "Destroy it!
Tear it down to its foundations!" 8Daughter of Babylon, you are doomed to be destroyed.
Blessed is the one who pays you back
for what you have done to us. 9Blessed is the one who grabs your babies
and smashes them against the rocks.