Psalms 137

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

On the floodis of Babiloyne there we saten, and wepten; while we bithouyten on Syon.

2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.

In salewis in the myddil therof; we hangiden vp oure orguns.

3 For there they that led us captive required of us songs, and they that wasted us [required of us] mirth, [saying], Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

For thei that ledden vs prisoners; axiden vs there the wordis of songis. And thei that ledden awei vs seiden; Synge ye to vs an ympne of the songis of Syon.

4 How shall we sing the LORD’S song in a strange land?

Hou schulen we singe a songe of the Lord; in an alien lond?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget [her cunning].

If Y foryete thee, Jerusalem; my riyt hond be youun to foryeting.

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.

Mi tunge cleue to my chekis; if Y bithenke not on thee. If Y purposide not of thee, Jerusalem; in the bigynnyng of my gladnesse.

7 Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

Lord, haue thou mynde on the sones of Edom; for the dai of Jerusalem. Whiche seien, Anyntische ye, anyntische ye; `til to the foundement ther ynne.

8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

Thou wretchid douyter of Babiloyne; he is blessid, that `schal yelde to thee thi yelding, which thou yeldidist to vs.

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.

He is blessid, that schal holde; and hurtle doun hise litle children at a stoon.