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Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
     when we remembered Zion.
2 There on the poplars
     we hung our harps,
3 for there our captors asked us for songs,
     our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
     they said, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"
4 How can we sing the songs of the Lord
     while in a foreign land?
5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
     may my right hand forget [its skill].
6 May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
     if I do not remember you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem
     my highest joy.
7 Remember, O Lord, what the Edomites did
     on the day Jerusalem fell.
"Tear it down," they cried,
     "tear it down to its foundations!"
8 O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction,
     happy is he who repays you
     for what you have done to us--
9 he who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.