<h4>Psalm 137</h4>
<h5>New International Version</h5>
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1   By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
    when we remembered Zion.
2   There on the poplars
    we hung our harps,
3   for there our captors asked us for songs,
    our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
    they said, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"

4   How can we sing the songs of the Lord
    while in a foreign land?
5   If I forget you, Jerusalem,
    may my right hand forget its skill.
6   May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
    if I do not remember you,
    if I do not consider Jerusalem
    my highest joy.

7   Remember, Lord, what the Edomites did
    on the day Jerusalem fell.
    "Tear it down," they cried,
    "tear it down to its foundations!"
8   Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,
    happy is the one who repays you
    according to what you have done to us.
9   Happy is the one who seizes your infants
    and dashes them against the rocks.
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