1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat down. We even wept when we remembered Zion.
2 We hung our harps upon the willows in its midst.
3 For there those who carried us away captive required of us a song, and those who wasted us required of us mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?
5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her skill.
6 If I do not remember you, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.
7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, "Raze it, raze it, even to its foundation."
8 O daughter of Babylon, who is to be destroyed, happy shall he be who rewards you as you have served us.
9 Happy shall he be who takes and dashes your little ones against the stones.