Psalms 137 with the Church Fathers

¹By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion. ²There on the willows we hung our harps, ³for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.” ⁴How can we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land? ⁵If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand cease to function. ⁶May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy! ⁷Remember, O LORD, the sons of Edom on the day Jerusalem fell: “Destroy it,” they said, “tear it down to its foundations!” ⁸O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, blessed is he who repays you as you have done to us. ⁹Blessed is he who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.