By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. 2We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. 3For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us
required of us mirth,
saying, Sing us
one of the songs of Zion. 4How shall we sing the LORD’S song in a strange land? 5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget
her cunning. 6If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy. 7Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase
it, rase
it, even to the foundation thereof. 8O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy
shall he be,
that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us. 9Happy
shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.