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137:1 By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion.
137:2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps.
137:3 For there they that led us captive required of us songs, And they that wasted us [required of us] mirth, [saying], Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
137:8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed, Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee As thou hast served us.
137:9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones Against the rock.