1 A Psalm of David: to Jeremiah. Above the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept, while we remembered Zion.
2 By the willow trees, in their midst, we hung up our instruments.
3 For, in that place, those who led us into captivity questioned us about the words of the songs. And those who carried us away said: "Sing us a hymn from the songs of Zion."
4 How can we sing a song of the Lord in a foreign land?
5 If I ever forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.
6 May my tongue adhere to my jaws, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem first, as the beginning of my joy.