Chapter 137 | |
1 | By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down; yea, we wept when we remembered Zion. |
2 | We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. |
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. |
4 | How should we sing a song of Jehovah`s upon a foreign soil? |
5 | If I forget thee, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill; |
6 | If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to my palate: if I prefer not 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! |
8 | Daughter of Babylon, who art to be laid waste, happy he that rendereth unto thee that which thou hast meted out to us. |
9 | Happy he that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock. |
