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By the rivers of Babylon
We wept as we remembered Zion
On the willows we hung
Our harps

Those who took us captive
Asked for a song
Those who destroyed us
Wanted us to be joyful

They said: Sing us
One of the songs of Zion
How can we sing
A song of the Lord
In a foreign land?

If I forget you
Oh Jerusalem
Let my right hand forget
Its skill
If I do not remember you

If I do not prefer
Jerusalem to my greatest joy
Let my tongue cling
To the roof of my mouth

Remember, Lord, the children of Edom
In the days of Jerusalem, who said
Tear it down, tear it down to its foundations

Ah! Daughter of Babylon
You will be devastated
Blessed is the one who repays you
For what you have done to us