Psalm 137

137 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down.

    Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

2 On the willows in that land,

    we hung up our harps.

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!”

4 How can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem,

    let my right hand forget its skill.

6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you,

    if I don’t prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem,

    who said, “Raze it!

    Raze it even to its foundation!”

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction,

    he will be happy who repays you,

    as you have done to us.

9 Happy shall he be,

    who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.