If I forget thee Jerusalem
Psalms 137: 1-6
By the rivers of Babylon
We sat and wept
When we remembered Zion.
There on the poplars we hung our harps,
For there our captors asked us for songs,
Our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
They said Sing us one of the songs of Zion
How can we sing the songs of the Lord
While in a foreign land?
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand forget its skill.
May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
If I do not remember you,
If I do not consider Jerusalem
My highest joy.