1 By the waters of Babylon,
there we sat down and wept,
when we remembered Zion.
we hung up our lyres.
required of us songs,
and our tormentors, mirth, saying,
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
in a foreign land?
let my right hand forget its skill!
if I do not remember you,
if I do not set Jerusalem
above my highest joy!
the day of Jerusalem,
how they said, “Lay it bare, lay it bare,
down to its foundations!”
blessed shall he be who repays you
with what you have done to us!
and dashes them against the rock!