Bible

1 Alongside Babylon's streams, there we sat down, crying because we remembered Zion. 2 We hung our lyres up in the trees there 3 because that's where our captors asked us to sing; our tormentors requested songs of joy: "Sing us a song about Zion!" they said. 4 But how could we possibly sing the LORD's song on foreign soil? 5 Jerusalem! If I forget you, let my strong hand wither! 6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don't remember you, if I don't make Jerusalem my greatest joy. 7 LORD, remember what the Edomites did on Jerusalem's dark day: "Rip it down, rip it down! All the way to its foundations!" they yelled. 8 Daughter Babylon, you destroyer, a blessing on the one who pays you back the very deed you did to us! 9 A blessing on the one who seizes your children and smashes them against the rock!