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137:1  By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion.
137:2  There on the poplars we hung up our harps.
137:3  For it was there that our captors asked us to sing them a song, and, tormenting us, demanded a joyful song: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”
137:4  But how could we sing songs of the Lord while living in a foreign land?
137:5  If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand fail me.
137:6  May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not regard Jerusalem as the greatest of my joys.
137:7  Remember, O Lord, the cruelty of the Edomites on the day when Jerusalem fell, how they shouted, “Tear it down! Tear it down to its very foundations!”
137:8  O Daughter of Babylon, you destroyer, happy will he be who repays you for the suffering you inflicted upon us!
137:9  Happy will he be who seizes your babies and smashes them against a rock!