168) Psalm 137
8.6.8.6 1 By Babel’s streams we sat and wept, when Sion we thought on.
2 In midst thereof we hang’d our harps the willow-trees upon.
3 For there a song required they, who did us captive bring: Our spoilers call’d for mirth, and said, A song of Sion sing.
4 O how the Lord’s song shall we sing within a foreign land?
5 If thee, Jerus’lem, I forget, skill part from my right hand.
6 My tongue to my mouth’s roof let cleave, if I do thee forget, Jerusalem, and thee above my chief joy do not set.
7 Remember Edom’s children, Lord, who in Jerus’lems day, Ev’n unto its foundation, Raze, raze it quite, did say.
8 O daughter thou of Babylon, near to destruction;
Bless’d shall he be that thee rewards, as thou to us hast done.
9 Yea, happy surely shall he be thy tender little ones Who shall lay hold upon, and them shall dash against the stones.
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