1 - By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.
2 - There on the poplars we hung our harps,
3 - for there our captors asked us for songs, our tormentors demanded songs of joy; they said, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"
4 - How can we sing the songs of the Lord while in a foreign land?
5 - If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand forget its skill.
6 - May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not consider Jerusalem my highest joy.
7 - Remember, Lord, what the Edomites did on the day Jerusalem fell. "Tear it down," they cried, "tear it down to its foundations!"
8 - Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction, happy is the one who repays you according to what you have done to us.
9 - Happy is the one who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.