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. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
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!”
4How can we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?
5If I forget you, Jerusalem, 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 above my chief joy.
7Remember, LORD, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”
8Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who repays you, as you have done to us.
9Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.
Matthew Henry on Psalm 137
2,395 words, in 2 passages.
World English Bible. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.