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¹ By the rivers of Babylon
we sit down and weep
when we remember Zion.
² On the poplars in her midst
we hang our harps,
³ for there our captors ask us to compose songs;
those who mock us demand that we be happy, saying:
"Sing for us a song about Zion!"
⁴ How can we sing a song to the Lord
in a foreign land?
⁵ If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
may my right hand be crippled!
⁶ May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth,
if I do not remember you,
and do not give Jerusalem priority
over whatever gives me the most joy.
⁷ Remember, O Lord, what the Edomites did
on the day Jerusalem fell.
They said, "Tear it down, tear it down,
right to its very foundation!"
⁸ O daughter Babylon, soon to be devastated!
How blessed will be the one who repays you
for what you dished out to us!
⁹ How blessed will be the one who grabs your babies
and smashes them on a rock!