By the rivers of Babel we sat, and there we wept, when we remembered Zion.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
Then they that led us captive, required of us songs and mirth, when we had hanged up our harps, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
How shall we sing, said we, a song of the Lord in a strange land?
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget to play.
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth: yea, if I prefer not Jerusalem to my chief joy.
Psalm:137:1-6 1599 Geneva Bible (GNV)