1 By the rivers of Babylon, there, we sat down, yea we weptwhen we remembered Zion:2 Upon the willowsin the midst thereof, hanged we our lyres:3 For, there, our captors asked of us words of song, and our plunderersgladness,Sing us of the songs of Zion!4 How shall we sing the song of Yahweh, on a foreign soil?5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right-hand forget: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.7 Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem,how they continued to sayOverthrow! Overthrow! unto the foundation within it.8 O ruined daughter of Babylon,how happy the man who shall repay thee thy dealing, wherewith thou didst deal with us!9 How happy the man who shall snatch away and dash thy children against the crag.