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The fifth book of Psalms, song 137, New English Translation

Psalm 137

   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!

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