PSALM 137
An Experience of the Captivity.
1By the rivers of Babylon,
There we [captives] sat down and wept,
When we remembered Zion [the city God imprinted on our hearts].
2On the willow trees in the midst of Babylon
We hung our harps.
3For there they who took us captive demanded of us a song with words,
And our tormentors [who made a mockery of us demanded] amusement, saying,
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”
In a strange and foreign land?
5If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
Let my right hand forget [her skill with the harp].
6Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
If I do not remember you,
If I do not prefer Jerusalem
Above my chief joy.
7Remember, O Lord, against the sons of Edom,
The day of [the fall of] Jerusalem,
Who said “Down, down [with her]
To her very foundation.”
8O daughter of Babylon, you devastator,
How blessed will be the one
Who repays you [with destruction] as you have repaid us.
9How blessed will be the one who seizes and dashes your little ones
Against the rock.
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