By the rivers of Babylon , there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion .

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

For 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 .

How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem , let my right hand forget her cunning .

If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy .

Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem ; who said, Rase it , Rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

O daughter of Babylon , who art to be destroyed ; happy shall he be , that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

Happy shall he be , that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones .