Psalms 137

1By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion.

1By rivers of Babylon--There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

1By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

2Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps.

2On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

2We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

3For 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.

3For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers--joy: `Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

3For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

4How shall we sing Jehovah’s song In a foreign land?

4How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

4How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?

5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill.

5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!

5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

6Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy.

6My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

6If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom The day of Jerusalem; Who said, Rase it, rase it, Even to the foundation thereof.

7Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, `Rase, rase to its foundation!'

7Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

8O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed, Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee As thou hast served us.

8O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.

8O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

9Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones Against the rock.

9O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

9Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.