Psalm 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon--
   there we sat down and there we wept
   when we remembered Zion.

2 On the willows there
   we hung up our harps.

3 For there our captors
   asked us for songs,
and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying,
   ‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion!’

4 How could we sing the Lord’s song
   in a foreign land?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
   let my right hand wither!

6 Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth,
   if I do not remember you,
if I do not set Jerusalem
   above my highest joy.


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