Psalm 137–138

Psalm 137

¹By the rivers of Babylon,

There we sat down, yea, we wept,

When we remembered Zion.

²Upon the willows in the midst thereof

We hanged up our harps.

³For there they that led us captive required of us songs,

And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying,

Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

⁴How shall we sing Jehovah’s song

In a foreign land?

⁵If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,

Let my right hand forget her skill.

⁶Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth,

If I remember thee not;

If I prefer not Jerusalem

Above my chief joy.

⁷Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom

The day of Jerusalem;

Who said, Rase it, rase it,

Even to the foundation thereof.

⁸O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed,

Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee

As thou hast served us.

⁹Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones

Against the rock.

Psalm 138

A Psalm of David.

¹I will give thee thanks with my whole heart:

Before the gods will I sing praises unto thee.

²I will worship toward thy holy temple,

And give thanks unto thy name for thy lovingkindness and for thy truth:

For thou hast magnified thy word above all thy name.

³In the day that I called thou answeredst me,

Thou didst encourage me with strength in my soul.

⁴All the kings of the earth shall give thee thanks, O Jehovah,

For they have heard the words of thy mouth.

⁵Yea, they shall sing of the ways of Jehovah;

For great is the glory of Jehovah.

⁶For though Jehovah is high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly;

But the haughty he knoweth from afar.

⁷Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me;

Thou wilt stretch forth thy hand against the wrath of mine enemies,

And thy right hand will save me.

⁸Jehovah will perfect that which concerneth me:

Thy lovingkindness, O Jehovah, endureth for ever;

Forsake not the works of thine own hands.