Psa. 137
:1
137:1
By the
arivers of Babylon,
There we sat down; indeed, we
bwept When we
1remembered cZion.
Psa. 137
:2
137:2
On the willows in the midst of it
We hung up our lyres,
Psa. 137
:3
137:3
For there our captors required of us songs,
And those who tormented us
required of us mirth,
saying,
Sing for us
One of the
asongs of Zion.
Psa. 137
:4
137:4
How can we sing the song of Jehovah
In a foreign land?
Psa. 137
:6
137:6
Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth,
If I do not remember you,
If I do not prefer
aJerusalem Above my chief joy.
Psa. 137
:8
137:8
O daughter of Babylon, who are to be devastated,
Happy will he be who
arepays you
The recompense of what you have rendered to us.
Psa. 137
:9
137:9
Happy will he be who seizes your little ones
And dashes them against the rock.
