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Psalm 137 – By the Waters of Babylon
1 By the waters of Babylon there we sat,
and we wept at the thought of Zion.
2 There on the poplars we hung our harps.
3 For there our captors called for a song:
our tormentors, rejoicing, saying:
‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion.’
4 How can we sing the Lord’s song
in the foreigner’s land?
5 If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand wither.
6 May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth,
if I am unmindful of you,
or don’t set Jerusalem
above my chief joy.
7 Remember the Edomites, Lord,
the day of Jerusalem’s fall,
when they said, ‘Lay her bare, lay her bare,
right down to her very foundation.’
8 Babylon, despoiler,
happy are those who pay you back
for all you have done to us.
9 Happy are they who seize and dash
your children against the rocks.