1By the rivers of Babylon Confusion, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion Mountain ridge, Marking.
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 Mountain ridge, Marking!”
4How can we sing Adonai ’s song in a foreign land?
5If I forget you, Jerusalem City of peace, 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 City of peace above my chief joy.