1	By the rivers of Babylon — there we sat down and there we wept when we remembered Zion.
2	On the willows there we hung up our harps.
3	For there our captors asked us for songs, and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
4	How could we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?
5	If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand wither!
6	Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy.
7	Remember, O LORD, against the Edomites the day of Jerusalem’s fall, how they said, “Tear it down! Tear it down! Down to its foundations!”
8	O daughter Babylon, you devastator! Happy shall they be who pay you back what you have done to us!
9	Happy shall they be who take your little ones and dash them against the rock!