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Chapter 137 |
| 1 | By the rivers
of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
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| 2 | We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. |
| 3 |
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. |
| 4 |
How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?
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| 5 | If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her
cunning. |
| 6
| 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. |
| 7 |
Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase
it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof. |
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8 | O daughter of Babylon,
who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast
served us. |
| 9
| Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little
ones against the stones. |
