[1] By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down and wept, When we remembered Zion. [2] Upon the willows in the midst of it We hung our harps. [3] For there our captors demanded of us songs, And our tormentors, jubilation, saying, “Sing for us one of the songs of Zion!” [4] How can we sing the Lord’s song In a foreign land? [5] If I forget you, Jerusalem, May my right hand forget its skill. [6] May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy. [7] Remember, Lord, against the sons of Edom The day of Jerusalem, Those who said, “Lay it bare, lay it bare To its foundation!” [8] Daughter of Babylon, you devastated one, Blessed will be one who repays you With the retribution with which you have repaid us. [9] Blessed will be one who seizes and dashes your children Against the rock.
