Psalm 137

C.M. (86.86)
Julie Tennent

1By rivers of cruel Babylon, there we sat down and wept;
When we remembered you, Zion – our home we’ll not forget.

2Upon the trees we hung our harps, for they demanded song.
3Our captors, with triumphant scorn, said, “Sing songs of Zion.”

4But how can we the Lord’s song sing within a foreign land?
5If I forget Jerusalem, let skill leave my right hand.

6May my tongue cleave to my mouth’s roof, if I do not recall;
If I don’t praise Jerusalem, my chief joy above all.

7Remember, Lord, all Edom’s sons who razed Jerusalem;
Who said, “Tear down, tear down its walls unto its foundation.”

8O daughter of doomed Babylon, you devastated one;
How bless’d will be the one who pays to you as you have done.

9How bless-ed ever will he be, who thus ends your cruelty;
Who dashes e’en your little ones upon the rocks justly.


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