Psalm 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, Raze it, raze 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. |