2 On the willows in the midst of it, We hung up our harps.

3 For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

4 How can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its 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, Yahweh, against the children of Edom, The day of Jerusalem; Who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, He will be happy who rewards you, As you have served us.

9 Happy shall he be, Who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

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