1 By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yes, we wept, When we remembered Zion.2 On the willows in the midst of it We hung up our harps.3 For there those who led us captive required of us songs, And those who wasted us [required of us] mirth, [saying] Sing us one of the songs of Zion.4 How shall we sing Yahweh's song In a foreign land?5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget [her skill].6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, If I don't remember you; If I don't prefer Jerusalem Above my chief joy.7 Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom The day of Jerusalem; Who said, Rase it, rase it, Even to its foundation.8 O daughter of Babylon, who are to be destroyed, Happy he will be, that rewards you As you have served us.9 Happy he will be, that takes and dashes your little ones Against the rock.