Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

By rivers of Babylon—There we sat, Indeed, we wept when we remembered Zion.

2 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

We hung our harps on willows in its midst.

3 For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us delight, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers—joy: “Sing to us of a song of Zion.”

4 How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?

How do we sing the song of YHWH, On the land of a stranger?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

If I forget you, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgets!

6 If I do not remember you, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

My tongue cleaves to my palate, If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Demolish it, demolish it, even to the foundation thereof.

Remember, YHWH, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, “Raze, raze to its foundation!”

8 O daughter of Babylon, who are to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewards you as you have served us.

O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the blessedness of him who repays to you your deed, That you have done to us.

9 Happy shall he be, that takes and dashes your little ones against the stones.

O the blessedness of him who seizes, and has dashed your sucklings on the rock!