Psalm - Seventeenth Sunday after Pentecost
1 By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept:
when we remembered Zion.
2 As for our harps we hung them up:
upon the trees that are in that land.
3 For there those who led us away captive
required of us a song:
and those who had despoiled us demanded mirth,
saying ‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion.’
4 How can we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?
5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem:
let my right hand forget its mastery.
6 Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth:
if I do not remember you,
if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.
7 Remember, O Lord, against the Edomites
the day of Jerusalem:
how they said ‘Down with it, down with it,
raze it to its foundations.’
8 O daughter of Babylon, you that lay waste:
happy shall he be who serves you as you have served us;
9 Happy shall he be who takes your little ones:
and dashes them against the stones.