Psalm 137 King James Version

The Mourning of the Exiles in Babylon

137 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; [1] and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. 4  How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange [2] land? 5  If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. 6  If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief [3] joy.

7  Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof. 8  O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; [4] happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us. 9  Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones. [5]

Footnotes

[1] 137:3 a song: Heb. the words of a song

[2] 137:4 strange...: Heb. land of a stranger?

[3] 137:6 my chief...: Heb. the head of my joy

[4] 137:8 destroyed: Heb. wasted

[5] 137:9 the stones: Heb. the rock

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