Psalm 137–138

¹By rivers of Babylon—There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

²On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

³For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers—joy: ‘Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.’

⁴How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

⁵If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!

⁶My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

⁷Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, ‘Rase, rase to its foundation!’

⁸O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.

⁹O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

Psalm 138

¹By David. I confess Thee, with all my heart, Before the gods I do praise Thee.

²I bow myself toward Thy holy temple, And I confess Thy name, For Thy kindness, and for Thy truth, For Thou hast made great Thy saying above all Thy name.

³In the day I called, when Thou dost answer me, Thou dost strengthen me in my soul with strength.

⁴O Jehovah, all kings of earth confess Thee, When they have heard the sayings of Thy mouth.

⁵And they sing in the ways of Jehovah, For great is the honour of Jehovah.

⁶For high is Jehovah, and the lowly He seeth, And the haughty from afar He knoweth.

⁷If I walk in the midst of distress Thou quickenest me, Against the anger of mine enemies Thou sendest forth Thy hand, And Thy right hand doth save me.

⁸Jehovah doth perfect for me, O Jehovah, Thy kindness is to the age, The works of Thy hands let not fall!

Psalm 139