A Prayer for Revenge 137 1Beside the rivers of Babylon we thought about Jerusalem, and we sat down and cried. 2We hung our small harps on the willow[P] trees. 3Our enemies had brought us here as their prisoners; now they wanted us to sing and entertain them. They insulted us and shouted, “Sing about Zion!” 4Here in a foreign land, how can we sing about the LORD? 5Jerusalem, if I forget you, let my right hand go limp. 6Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I don't think about you above all else. 7Our LORD, punish the Edomites! On the day Jerusalem fell, they shouted, “Completely destroy the city! Tear down every building!” 8 Babylon, you are doomed! I pray the Lord's blessings on anyone who punishes you for what you did to us. 9May the Lord bless everyone who beats your children against the rocks!
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