THE *BOOK OF
PSALMS.

Psalm 137 ©

A sad complaint of the Jews in Babylon about the scoffing and jeering of their enemies, which would have them sing merry songs; their constant hope in God, together with a curse upon Edom and Babylon.

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BY1 the 2rivers of 3Babylon, 4there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered 5Zion.

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We 6hanged our harps 7upon the willows 8in the midst thereof.

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For there they that carried us away captive 9required of us 10a song; and they 11thata wasted 12us required of us 13mirth, saying, Sing us one 14of the songs of Zion.

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15How shall we sing 16the LORD’S song 17in a strange land?

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18If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

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If I do not remember thee, let 19my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; 20if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

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21Remember,b O LORD, the chil-dren of Edom in 22the day of Jerusalem; who 23said, 24Rase it, rasecit, even 25to the foundation thereof.

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26O daughter of Babylon, who art to be 27destroyed; 28happydshall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast 29served us.

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Happy shall he be, 30that taketh and 31dasheth thy little ones against the stones.