Psalm 137
1. By the rivers of Bavel we sat down and wept 1 as we remembered Tziyon.
2. We had hung up our lyres 2 on the willows that were there,
3. when those who had taken us captive 3 asked us to sing them a song; 3 our tormentors demanded joy from us — 3 “Sing us one of the songs from Tziyon!”
4. How can we sing a song about Adonai 4 here on foreign soil?
5. If I forget you, Yerushalayim, 5 may my right hand wither away!
6. May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth 6 if I fail to remember you, 6 if I fail to count Yerushalayim 6 the greatest of all my joys.
7. Remember, Adonai, against the people of Edom 7 the day of Yerushalayim’s fall, 7 how they cried, “Tear it down! Tear it down! 7 Raze it to the ground!”
8. Daughter of Bavel, you will be destroyed! 8 A blessing on anyone who pays you back 8 for the way you treated us!
9. A blessing on anyone who seizes your babies 9 and smashes them against a rock!