Psalms 137
Psalm 1371
137:1 By the rivers of Babylon
we sit down and weep2
when we remember Zion.
137:2 On the poplars in her midst
we hang our harps,
137:3 for there our captors ask us to compose songs;3
those who mock us demand that we be happy, saying:4
“Sing for us a song about Zion!”5
137:4 How can we sing a song to the Lord
in a foreign land?
137:5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
may my right hand be crippled!6
137:6 May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth,
if I do not remember you,
and do not give Jerusalem priority
over whatever gives me the most joy.7
137:7 Remember, O Lord, what the Edomites did
on the day Jerusalem fell.8
They said, “Tear it down, tear it down,9
right to its very foundation!”
137:8 O daughter Babylon, soon to be devastated!10
How blessed will be the one who repays you
for what you dished out to us!11
137:9 How blessed will be the one who grabs your babies
and smashes them on a rock!12