| 137.1 |
By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion. |
| 137.2 |
On the willows in its midst, we hung up our harps. |
| 137.3 |
For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!” |
| 137.4 |
How can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land? |
| 137.5 |
If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill. |
| 137.6 |
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you; if I don’t prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy. |
| 137.7 |
Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!” |
| 137.8 |
Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who rewards you, as you have served us. |
| 137.9 |
Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock. |
