Psalms 137:1-7

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.”

4How can we sing the Lord’s song 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.”