Psalms 137
PSALM 137 An Experience of the Captivity.
1By the rivers of Babylon,There we sat down and wept,When we remembered Zion.
2Upon the willows in the midst of itWe hung our harps.
3For there our captors demanded of us songs,And our tormentors mirth, saying,“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”
4How can we sing the Lord’s songIn a foreign land?
5If I forget you, O Jerusalem,May my right hand forget her skill.
6May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouthIf I do not remember you,If I do not exalt JerusalemAbove my chief joy.
7Remember, O Lord, against the sons of EdomThe day of Jerusalem,Who said, “Raze it, raze itTo its very foundation.”
8O daughter of Babylon, you devastated one,How blessed will be the one who repays youWith the recompense with which you have repaid us.
9How blessed will be the one who seizes and dashes your little onesAgainst the rock.
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