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Remembering Jerusalem

137 There we sat down and cried—
    by the rivers of Babylon—
        as we remembered Zion.
On the willows there
    we hung our harps,
for it was there that our captors
    asked us for songs
and our torturers demanded joy from us,
    “Sing us one of the songs about Zion!”

How are we to sing the song of the Lord
    on foreign soil?
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
    may my right hand cease to function.[a]
May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
    if I don’t remember you,
if I don’t consider Jerusalem
    to be more important than my highest joy.

Remember the day of Jerusalem’s fall,[b] Lord,
    because of[c] the Edomites,
who kept saying, “Tear it down!
    Tear it right down to its foundations!”
Daughter of Babylon! You devastator!
    How blessed will be the one who pays you back
        for what you have done to us.
How blessed will be the one who seizes your young children
    and pulverizes them against the cliff!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:5 Lit. remember
  2. Psalm 137:7 The Heb. lacks fall
  3. Psalm 137:7 Lit. against

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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