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1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion. 2 There on the willows we hung our harps, 3 for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.” 4 How can we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land? 5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand cease to function. 6 May 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! Psalms 137:1-6, Berean Standard Bible. Public domain.
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