By the 1rivers of Babylon, There we satdown and 2wept, When we rememberedZion.
Upon the a3willows in the midst of it We 4hung our bharps.
For there our captorsc5demanded of us dsongs, And 6our tormentorsmirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
4How can we sing7the LORD'Ssong In a foreignland?
5If I 8forget you, O Jerusalem, May my righthandeforget her skill.
May my 9tonguecling to the roof of my mouthIf I do not remember you, If I do not f10exaltJerusalemAbove my chiefjoy.