137:1  By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down; yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

137:2  We hung our lyres on the willows in the midst of it,

137:3  For there our captors demanded a song from us; and our tormentors demanded joy, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."

137:4  How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?

137:5  If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its cunning.

137:6  If I do not remember you, let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth—if I do not set Jerusalem above my chief joy.

137:7  Remember, O LORD, concerning the sons of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, "Raze it! Raze it! Even to its foundation!"

137:8  O daughter of Babylon, O you who are to be destroyed! Blessed is he who will repay to you your reward which you rewarded to us.

137:9  Happy shall he be who seizes and dashes your little ones against the rock.