By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.On the poplars there we hung our lyres.For there our captors demanded songs of us, and our tormentors demanded joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”How can we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.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.Remember against the people of Edom, LORD, the day of Jerusalem, when they said, “Raze it, raze it to its very foundation!”Daughter Babylon, doomed to devastation, blessed is the one who repays you for what you have done to us.Blessed is the one who seizes your little ones and dashes them against the rock.
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Holy Bible, BibliaTodo New Translation (BTNT). Published by BibliaTodo Bible Society, an imprint of BibliaTodo LLC.