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137 We sat by the rivers of Babel; and there we wept when we remembered Zion.

We hung our harps upon the willows, in the midst thereof.

Those who led us into captivity required songs and glee from us when we had hung up our harps, saying, “Sing us the songs of Zion!”

How shall we sing a song of the LORD in a strange land?

If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget,

if I do not remember you. Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not prefer Jerusalem to my chief joy.

Remember the children of Edom, O LORD, on the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it to the foundation thereof!”

O Daughter of Babel, worthy to be destroyed. Blessed is he who rewards you as you have served us.

Blessed is he who takes and dashes your children against the stones. A Psalm of David