137:1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
137:2 On the willows in its midst, we hung up our harps.
137:3 For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: Sing us one of the songs of Zion!
137:4 How can we sing Yahwehs song in a foreign land?
137:5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.
137:6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I dont remember you; if I dont prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.
137:7 Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!
137:8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who rewards you, as you have served us.
137:9 Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.