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137 We sat by the rivers of Babel; and there we wept when we remembered Zion.

2 We hung our harps upon the willows, in the midst thereof.

3 Those who led us into captivity required songs and glee from us when we had hung up our harps, saying, “Sing us the songs of Zion!”

4 How shall we sing a song of the LORD in a strange land?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget,

6 if I do not remember you. Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not prefer Jerusalem to my chief joy.

7 Remember the children of Edom, O LORD, on the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it to the foundation thereof!”

8 O Daughter of Babel, worthy to be destroyed. Blessed is he who rewards you as you have served us.

9 Blessed is he who takes and dashes your children against the stones. A Psalm of David