1 By the arivers of Babylon, There we sat down and bwept, When we remembered Zion. 2 Upon the awillows in the midst of it We bhung our harps. 3 For there our captors ademanded of us songs, And bour tormentors mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion." 4 How can we sing athe Lord'S song In a foreign land? 5 If I aforget you, O Jerusalem, May my right hand forget her skill. 6 May my atongue cling to the roof of my mouth If I do not remember you, If I do not bexalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy. 7 Remember, O Lord, against the sons of aEdom The day of Jerusalem, Who said, "Raze it, raze it bTo its very foundation." 8 O daughter of Babylon, you adevastated one, How blessed will be the one who brepays you With the recompense with which you have repaid us. 9 How blessed will be the one who seizes and adashes your little ones Against the rock.