Psalm 137. 1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept. when we remembered Zion. 2 There on the poplars. we hung our harps, 3 for there our captors asked us for songs, our tormentors demanded songs of joy; they said, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!". 4 How can we sing the songs of the Lord.
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