1 By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion.
Upon the willows in the midst of it.
And those who aplundered us requested mirth,
Saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
In a foreign land?
Let my right hand forget its skill!
Let my btongue cling to the roof of my mouth—
If I do not exalt Jerusalem
Above my chief joy.
7 Remember, O Lord, against cthe sons of Edom
The day of Jerusalem,
Who said, 1“Raze it, raze it,
To its very foundation!”
8 O daughter of Babylon, dwho are to be destroyed,
Happy the one ewho repays you as you have served us!
9 Happy the one who takes and fdashes
Your little ones against the rock!
Lit. Make bare