137 By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept,
When we remembered Zion.
² Upon the willows in the midst thereof
We hanged up our harps.
³ For there they that led us captive required of us ^[a]songs,
And ^[b]they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying,
Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
⁴ How shall we sing Jehovah’s song
In a foreign land?
⁵ If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
Let my right hand forget her skill.
⁶ Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth,
If I remember thee not;
If I prefer not Jerusalem
Above my chief joy.
⁷ Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom
The day of Jerusalem;
Who said, Rase it, rase it,
Even to the foundation thereof.
⁸ O daughter of Babylon, ^[c]that art to be destroyed,
Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee
As thou hast served us.
⁹ Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones
Against the rock.