By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.