Psalms - Chapter 137

Longing of Exiles for Homeland

¹ By the rip of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept When we remembered Zion.

² We hung our harps Upon the willows in the midst of it.

³ For there those who carried us away captive asked of us a song, And those who plundered us [requested] mirth, [Saying,] "Sing us [one] of the songs of Zion!"

⁴ How shall we sing the LORD's song In a foreign land?

⁵ If I forget you, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget [its skill!]

⁶ If I do not remember you, Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth -- If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.

⁷ Remember, O LORD, against the sons of Edom The day of Jerusalem, Who said, "Raze [it,] raze [it,] To its very foundation!"

⁸ O daughter of Babylon, who are to be destroyed, Happy the one who repays you as you have served us!

⁹ Happy the one who takes and dashes Your little ones against the rock!