137:1  By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

137:2  On the willows in the midst of it, We hung up our harps.

137:3  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!"

137:4  How can we sing Yahweh's song in a foreign land?

137:5  If I forget you, Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its skill.

137:6  Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don't remember you; If I don't prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

137:7  Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom, The day of Jerusalem; Who said, "Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!"

137:8  Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, He will be happy who rewards you, As you have served us.

137:9  Happy shall he be, Who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.