PSALM 137[N] Sorrow and Hope in Exile 137 I 1By the rivers of Babylon there we sat weeping when we remembered Zion. 2On the poplars in its midst we hung up our harps. 3For there our captors asked us for the words of a song; Our tormentors, for joy: “Sing for us a song of Zion!” 4But how could we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land? II 5If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand forget. 6May my tongue stick to my palate if I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem beyond all my delights. III 7Remember, LORD, against Edom that day at Jerusalem. They said: “Level it, level it down to its foundations!” 8Desolate Daughter Babylon, you shall be destroyed, blessed the one who pays you back what you have done us! 9[O]Blessed the one who seizes your children and smashes them against the rock.
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