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1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion. 2 We hung our harps upon the willows in the midst of it. 3 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. 4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land? 5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her skill . 6 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. 7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Raze it , raze it , even to its foundation. 8 O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be , that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us. 9 Happy shall he be , that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.