Psalms 137:2-6

²We hung our harps on the willows in the midst thereof.

³For there they who carried us away captive required of us a song; They who wasted us required of us mirth: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

⁴How shall we sing the LORD'S song In a strange land?

⁵If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her cunning!

⁶If I do not remember thee, Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; If I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy!