1 By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat and also wept, When we remembered Zion.
2 We hung our lyres.
3 And our tormentors asked joyfully, saying, “Sing for us one of the songs of Zion.”
4 In a foreign land?
5 May my right hand forget her skill.
6 If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
7 The day of Jerusalem, Who said, “Tear it down! Tear it down To its very foundation.”
8 How blessed will be the one who repays you With the recompense with which you have recompensed us.
9 Against the cliff.
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