By the rivers of
Babylon - there we sat and also wept when we remembered
Zion.
On the
willows within it we hung our
lyres.
For there our
captors
requested
words of song, from us, with our lyres (playing)
joyous (
music), "
Sing for us from Zion's
song!"
How can we
sing the song of
HaShem upon the
alien's
soil?
If I
forget you, O
Jerusalem, let my
right hand forget its
skill.
Let my
tongue adhere to my
palate if I fail to
recall you, if I fail to
elevate Jerusalem
above my
foremost joy.
Remember,
HaShem, for the
offspring of
Edom, the
day of Jerusalem - for those who say "
Destroy! Destroy to its very
foundation."
O
violated
daughter of Babylon -
praiseworthy is he who
repays you in
accordance with the
manner that you have
treated
us.
Praiseworthy is he who will
clutch and
dash your
infants against
the rock.