Psalms 137

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

1For David himself. I will praise thee, O Lord, with my whole heart: for thou hast heard the words of my mouth. I will sing praise to thee in the sight of the angels:

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

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

2I will worship towards thy holy temple, and I will give glory to thy name. For thy mercy, and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy holy name above all.

2On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

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

3In what day soever I shall call upon thee, hear me: thou shalt multiply strength in my soul.

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

4 How should we sing a song of Jehovah's upon a foreign soil?

4May all the kings of the earth give glory to thee: for they have heard all the words of thy mouth.

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

5 If I forget thee, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget [its skill];

5And let them sing in the ways of the Lord: for great is the glory of the Lord.

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

6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to my palate: if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

6For the Lord is high, and looketh on the low: and the high he knoweth afar off.

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

7 Remember, O Jehovah, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, Lay [it] bare, Lay [it] bare, down to its foundation!

7If I shall walk in the midst of tribulation, thou wilt quicken me: and thou hast stretched forth thy hand against the wrath of my enemies: and thy right hand hath saved me.

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

8 Daughter of Babylon, who art to be laid waste, happy he that rendereth unto thee that which thou hast meted out to us.

8The Lord will repay for me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: O despise not the works of thy hands.

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

9 Happy he that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.

9(not in this translation)

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