Psalms 137
137
1Beside the rivers of Babylon, we sat and wept
as we thought of Jerusalem.#137:1 Hebrew Zion; also in 137:3.
2We put away our harps,
hanging them on the branches of poplar trees.
3For our captors demanded a song from us.
Our tormentors insisted on a joyful hymn:
“Sing us one of those songs of Jerusalem!”
4But how can we sing the songs of the Lord
while in a pagan land?
5If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
let my right hand forget how to play the harp.
6May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
if I fail to remember you,
if I don’t make Jerusalem my greatest joy.
7O Lord, remember what the Edomites did
on the day the armies of Babylon captured Jerusalem.
“Destroy it!” they yelled.
“Level it to the ground!”
8O Babylon, you will be destroyed.
Happy is the one who pays you back
for what you have done to us.
9Happy is the one who takes your babies
and smashes them against the rocks!
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Psalms 137
137
PSALM 137
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
1By Babel's streams we sat and wept,
when Sion we thought on.
2In midst thereof we hang'd our harps
the willow-trees upon.
3For there a song required they,
who did us captive bring:
Our spoilers call'd for mirth, and said,
A song of Sion sing.
4O how the Lord's song shall we sing
within a foreign land?
5If thee, Jerus'lem, I forget,
skill part from my right hand.
6My tongue to my mouth's roof let cleave,
if I do thee forget,
Jerusalem, and thee above
my chief joy do not set.
7Remember Edom's children, Lord,
who in Jerus'lems day,
Ev'n unto its foundation,
Raze, raze it quite, did say.
8O daughter thou of Babylon,
near to destruction;
Bless'd shall he be that thee rewards,
as thou to us hast done.
9Yea, happy surely shall he be
thy tender little ones
Who shall lay hold upon,
and them shall dash against the stones.
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