Psalms 137
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1By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
2On the willows in its midst, 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 Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?
5If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.
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