Psalms Chapter[BR] 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon we sit down and weep when we remember Zion.

2 On the poplars in her midst we hang our harps,

3 for there our captors ask us to compose songs; those who mock us demand that we be happy, saying: "Sing for us a song about Zion!"

4 How can we sing a song to the LORD in a foreign land?

Psalms Chapter[BR] 137

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand be crippled!

6 May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, and do not give Jerusalem priority over whatever gives me the most joy.

7 Remember, O LORD, what the Edomites did on the day Jerusalem fell. They said, "Tear it down, tear it down, right to its very foundation!"

Psalms Chapter[BR] 137

8 O daughter Babylon, soon to be devastated! How blessed will be the one who repays you for what you dished out to us!

9 How blessed will be the one who grabs your babies and smashes them on a rock!