¹By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat; also we wept as we remembered Zion.

²On the willows in her midst we hung up our lyres.

³For there our captors asked us for words of a song, and our tormentors for gladness: Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

⁴How can we sing the song of Yahweh on foreign ground?

⁵If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand forget.

⁶May my tongue cleave to my palate if I do not remember you, if I do not lift up Jerusalem above the head of my gladness.

⁷Remember, Yahweh, against the sons of Edom the day of Jerusalem, those who said, Lay it bare, lay it bare, down to the foundation within her.

⁸Daughter of Babylon, you who are devastated, blessed is the one who repays you the dealing that you dealt to us.

⁹Blessed is the one who seizes your infants and dashes them against the crag.