American Standard Version
Psalms 137
1By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion. Share to feedTweet 2Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps. Share to feedTweet 3For there they that led us captive required of us songs, And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. Share to feedTweet 4How shall we sing Jehovah’s song In a foreign land? Share to feedTweet 5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill. Share to feedTweet 6Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy. Share to feedTweet 7Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom The day of Jerusalem; Who said, Rase it, rase it, Even to the foundation thereof. Share to feedTweet 8O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed, Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee As thou hast served us. Share to feedTweet 9Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones Against the rock. Share to feedTweet