For there our captors [a](A)demanded of us [b]songs,
And (B)our tormentors mirth, saying,
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

How can we sing (C)the Lord’s song
In a foreign land?
If I (D)forget you, O Jerusalem,
May my right hand [c]forget her skill.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:3 Lit asked
  2. Psalm 137:3 Lit words of song
  3. Psalm 137:5 I.e. become lame