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Psalms, псалом 137

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Psalm 137
137:1By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
137:2We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
137:3For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
137:4How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?
137:5If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.
137:6If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
137:7Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.
137:8O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.
137:9Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.