2. There we hung up our lyreson the poplar trees,
3. for our captors there asked us for songs,and our tormentors, for rejoicing:“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”
4. How can we sing the Lord’s songon foreign soil?
5. If I forget you, Jerusalem,may my right hand forget its skill.
6. May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouthif I do not remember you,if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy!