1   By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
    2   We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
    3   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.
    4   How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?
    5   If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.
    6   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   Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.
    8   O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.
    9   Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.