Psalms 137

1By rivers of Babylon--There we did sit, 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:

2On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

7Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, `Rase, rase 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.

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

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

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

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