Psalms 137:1-6

¹By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

²On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

³For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

⁴How can we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?

⁵If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.

⁶Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you, if I don’t prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.