By the waters of Babylon, there we sat down and wept, when we remembered Zion.
On the willowsa there we hung up our lyres.
For there our captors required of us songs, and our tormentors, mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!"
41How shall we sing the LORD's song in a foreign land?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem, 2let my right hand forget its skill!
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!