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By the waters of Babylon, there we sat down and wept, when we remembered Zion.
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On the willows there we hung up our lyres.
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For there our captors required of us songs, and our tormentors, mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"
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1How shall we sing the LORD's song in a foreign land?
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If I forget you, O Jerusalem, 2let my right hand forget its skill!
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Let my 3tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy!
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Remember, O LORD, against the 4Edomites 5the day of Jerusalem, how they said, 6"Lay it bare, lay it bare, down to its foundations!"
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O daughter of Babylon, 7doomed to be destroyed, blessed shall he be who 8repays you with what you have done to us!
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Blessed shall he be who takes your little ones and 9dashes them against the rock!