Psalms 137:2-5

²On the poplars there we hung our harps.

³There our captors required songs from us, and those who mocked us required us to be happy, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

⁴How could we sing a song about Yahweh in a foreign land?

⁵If I ignore the memory of you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her skill.