1 | By the waters of Babylon, there we sat down and wept, when we remembered Zion. |
2 | On the willows there we hung up our lyres. |
3 | For there our captors required of us songs, and our tormentors, mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!" |
4 | How shall we sing the LORD's song in a foreign land? |
5 | If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand wither! |
6 | Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy! |
7 | Remember, O LORD, against the E'domites the day of Jerusalem, how they said, "Rase it, rase it! Down to its foundations!" |
8 | O daughter of Babylon, you devastator! Happy shall he be who requites you with what you have done to us! |
9 | Happy shall he be who takes your little ones and dashes them against the rock! |