Psalm 137 | New International Reader’s Version
1We were sitting by the rivers of Babylon. We wept when we remembered what had happened to Zion.2On the nearby poplar trees we hung up our harps.3Those who held us as prisoners asked us to sing. Those who enjoyed hurting us ordered us to sing joyful songs. They said, ‘Sing one of the songs of Zion to us!’4How can we sing the songs of the LORD while we are in another land?5Jerusalem, if I forget you, may my right hand never be able to play the harp again.6If I don’t remember you, may my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth so I can’t sing. May it happen if I don’t consider Jerusalem to be my greatest joy.7LORD, remember what the people of Edom did on the day Jerusalem fell. ‘Tear it down!’ they cried. ‘Tear it down to the ground!’8People of Babylon, you are sentenced to be destroyed. Happy is the person who pays you back according to what you have done to us.9Happy is the person who grabs your babies and smashes them against the rocks.
English Standard Version
How Shall We Sing the Lord’s Song?
1By the waters of Babylon, there we sat down and wept, when we remembered Zion.2On the willows* there we hung up our lyres.3For there our captors required of us songs, and our tormentors, mirth, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”4How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land?5If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill!6Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy!7Remember, O Lord, against the Edomites the day of Jerusalem, how they said, “Lay it bare, lay it bare, down to its foundations!”8O daughter of Babylon, doomed to be destroyed, blessed shall he be who repays you with what you have done to us!9Blessed shall he be who takes your little ones and dashes them against the rock!
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