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24 lines
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# Chapter 137
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1 Beside the rivers of Babylon, we sat and wept
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as we thought of Jerusalem.
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2 We put away our harps,
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hanging them on the branches of poplar trees.
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3 For our captors demanded a song from us.
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Our tormentors insisted on a joyful hymn:
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“Sing us one of those songs of Jerusalem!”
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4 But how can we sing the songs of the Lord
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while in a pagan land?
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5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
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let my right hand forget how to play the harp.
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6 May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
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if I fail to remember you,
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if I don’t make Jerusalem my greatest joy.
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7 O Lord, remember what the Edomites did
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on the day the armies of Babylon captured Jerusalem.
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“Destroy it!” they yelled.
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“Level it to the ground!”
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8 O Babylon, you will be destroyed.
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Happy is the one who pays you back
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for what you have done to us.
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9 Happy is the one who takes your babies
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and smashes them against the rocks! |