| | 1 | By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
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| | 2 | On the willows in the midst of it, We hung up our harps.
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| | 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!"
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| | 4 | How can we sing Yahweh's song in a foreign land?
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| | 5 | If I forget you, Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its skill.
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| | 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.
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| | 7 | Remember, Yahweh, against the children of Edom, The day of Jerusalem; Who said, "Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!"
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| | 8 | Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, He will be happy who rewards you, As you have served us.
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| | 9 | Happy shall he be, Who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock. Psalm 138 By David.
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