Psalms 137

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

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.

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

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

2On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to my palate: 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.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

9 Happy he 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!