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Our enemies asked us to sing songs for them there.
    They laughed at us as their prisoners.
They asked for a song to make them happy.
    They shouted, ‘Sing us a song about Zion!’
But we are in a foreign land,
    so we cannot sing a song to the Lord.
Jerusalem, I never want to forget you.
    I would rather lose my right hand!

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for there our captors(A) asked us for songs,
    our tormentors demanded(B) songs of joy;
    they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”(C)

How can we sing the songs of the Lord(D)
    while in a foreign land?
If I forget you,(E) Jerusalem,
    may my right hand forget its skill.

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