Psalm 137
By the rivers of Babylon
By the rivers of Babylon, the exiles wept when they remembered Zion, vowing that if they forget Jerusalem, their right hand shall forget its cunning.
9 verses. The 137th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
1By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
2We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
3For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, 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.
7Remember, O Lord, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.
8O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.
9Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.
Matthew Henry on Psalm 137
2,395 words, in 2 passages.
King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.