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- By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down and wept, When we remembered Zion.
- Upon the willows in the midst of it We hung our harps.
- For there our captors demanded of us songs, And our tormentors mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
- How can we sing the LORD'S song In a foreign land?
- If I forget you, O Jerusalem, May my right hand forget her skill.
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- May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
- Remember, O LORD, against the sons of Edom The day of Jerusalem, Who said, "Raze it, raze it To its very foundation."
- O daughter of Babylon, you devastated one, How blessed will be the one who repays you With the recompense with which you have repaid us.
- How blessed will be the one who seizes and dashes your little ones Against the rock.
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