| Chapter
137 |
| 1 | By
the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered
Zion. |
| 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? |
|
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. |
| 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. |
