Psalms 137

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat mourning and weeping when we remembered Zion.	1 Of David himself. O Lord, I will confess to you with my whole heart, for you have heard the words of my mouth. I will sing psalms to you in the sight of the Angels.
2 On the poplars of that land we hung up our harps.	2 I will adore before your holy temple, and I will confess your name: it is above your mercy and your truth. For you have magnified your holy name above all.
3 There our captors asked us for the words of a song; Our tormentors, for a joyful song: "Sing for us a song of Zion!"	3 On whatever day that I will call upon you: hear me. You will multiply virtue in my soul.
4 But how could we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land?	4 May all the kings of the earth confess to you, O Lord. For they have heard all the words of your mouth.
5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand wither.	5 And let them sing in accordance with the ways of the Lord. For great is the glory of the Lord.
6 May my tongue stick to my palate if I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem beyond all my delights.	6 For the Lord is exalted, and he looks with favor on the humble. But the lofty he knows from a distance.
7 Remember, LORD, against Edom that day at Jerusalem. They said: "Level it, level it down to its foundations!"	7 If I wander into the midst of tribulation, you will revive me. For you extended your hand against the wrath of my enemies. And your right hand has accomplished my salvation.
8 Fair Babylon, you destroyer, happy those who pay you back the evil you have done us!	8 The Lord will provide retribution on my behalf. O Lord, your mercy is forever. Do not disdain the works of your hands.
9 Happy those who seize your children and smash them against a rock.