By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down , yea, we wept , when we rememberedZion.2
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
For there they that carried us away captiverequired of us a song ;a and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.4
How shall we sing the LORD'Ssong in a strangebland?5
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right handforget her cunning.
If I do not remember thee, let my tonguecleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chiefcjoy.