Psalm 137

Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon^a we sat and wept^b

when we remembered Zion.^c

There on the poplars^d

we hung our harps,^e

for there our captors^f asked us for songs,

our tormentors demanded^g songs of joy;

they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”^h

How can we sing the songs of the Lordⁱ

while in a foreign land?

If I forget you,^j Jerusalem,

may my right hand forget its skill.

May my tongue cling to the roof^k of my mouth

if I do not remember^l you,

if I do not consider Jerusalem^m

my highest joy.

Remember, Lord, what the Edomitesⁿ did

on the day Jerusalem fell.^o

“Tear it down,” they cried,

“tear it down to its foundations!”^p

Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,^q

happy are those who repay you

according to what you have done to us.

Happy are those who seize your infants

and dash them^r against the rocks.