1. By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down; yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.
2. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
3. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that made us wail required mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
4. How should we sing a song of Jehovah's upon a foreign soil?
5. If I forget thee, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill;
6. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to my palate: if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.