1   By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion. 2   On the willows in its midst, we hung up our harps. 3   For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: "Sing 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, let my right hand be forgotten. 6   Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you; if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy. 7   Remember, LORD, against the descendants of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, "Raze it. Raze it even to its foundation." 8   Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be blessed who rewards you, as you have served us. 9   Blessed shall he be who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

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