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Chapter 137
Psal Rotherha 137:1  By the rivers of Babylon, there, we sat down, yea we wept—when we remembered Zion:
Psal Rotherha 137:2  Upon the willows—in the midst thereof, hanged we our lyres:
Psal Rotherha 137:3  For, there, our captors asked of us words of song, and our plunderers—gladness,—Sing us of the songs of Zion!
Psal Rotherha 137:4  How shall we sing the song of Yahweh, on a foreign soil?
Psal Rotherha 137:5  If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right-hand forget:
Psal Rotherha 137:6  Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee! if I do not lift up Jerusalem above the head of mine own gladness.
Psal Rotherha 137:7  Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem,—how they continued to say—Overthrow! Overthrow! unto the foundation within it.
Psal Rotherha 137:8  O ruined daughter of Babylon,—how happy the man who shall repay thee thy dealing, wherewith thou didst deal with us!
Psal Rotherha 137:9  How happy the man who shall snatch away and dash thy children against the crag.