PSALM 137
1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, Yea we wept when we remembered thee, O Zion!
2 Upon the willows, in the midst thereof, We hanged our harps.
3 Then they required of us, they who carried us away captive, the words of a song, And, when we were in suspense, mirth, [Saying] Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
4 How shall we sing the song of Jehovah, In a strange land?
5 If I shall forget thee, O Jerusalem! Forget let my right hand [its cunning.]
6 Cleave let my tongue to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not raise Jerusalem above my highest joy. 1
7 Remember, O Jehovah! the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem: 'Who said, "Lay it bare -- "Lay it bare, even to the foundations thereof."
8 O daughter of Babylon laid waste! Happy he who shall repay thee The retribution with which thou hast retributed us!
9 Happy he who shall take And dash thy little ones against the stones.
1 Literally, "above the head of my joy."