¹ By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion. ² We hanged our harps on the willows in the midst of it. ³ For there those carried us away captive required of us a song ; and those wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. ⁴ How will we sing the LORD'S song in a strange land? ⁵ If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget [her cunning]. ⁶ If I do not remember you, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy. ⁷ Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation of it. ⁸ O daughter of Babylon, who are to be destroyed; happy will he be, that rewards you as you have served us. ⁹ Happy will he be, that takes and dashes your little ones against the stones.