Chapter 137 | |
1 | By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion. |
2 | Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps. |
3 | For 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. |
4 | How shall we sing Jehovah's song In a foreign land? |
5 | If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill. |
6 | Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy. |
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Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom The day of Jerusalem; Who said, Rase it, rase it, Even to the foundation thereof. |
8 | O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed, Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee As thou hast served us. |
9 | Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones Against the rock. |