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Chapter 137
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By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we
wept, when we remembered Zion. |
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We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. |
3
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For there they that carried us away captive required
of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us
mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. |
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How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land? |
5
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If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget
her cunning. |
6
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If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to
the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above
my chief joy. |
7
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Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of
Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation
thereof. |
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O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy
shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served
us. |
9
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Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little
ones against the stones. |
