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Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth,
if I do not remember you,
if do not I exalt Jerusalem
above my highest joy.
Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom
the day of Jerusalem,
the ones who said, “Lay it bare! Lay it bare
to its foundation!”
O daughter of Babylon, about to be devastated,
happy shall be he who pays back to you
what you paid out to us.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 137:8 Literally “with what you treated us”