Psalm 137
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1
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept *
when we remembered thee, O Sion.
2
As for our harps, we hanged them up *
upon the trees that are therein.
3
For they that led us away captive required of us then a song, and melody in our heaviness *
Sing us one of the songs of Sion.
4
How shall we sing the Lord’s song *
in a strange land?
5
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem *
let my right hand forget her cunning.
6
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth *
yea, if I prefer not Jerusalem in my mirth.
7
Remember the children of Edom, O Lord, in the day of Jerusalem *
how they said, Down with it, down with it, even to the ground.
8
O daughter of Babylon , wasted with misery *
yea, happy shall he be that rewardeth thee, as thou hast served us.
9
Blessed shall he be that taketh thy children *
and throweth them against the stones.
Psalm 144
Benedictus Dominus
1
Blessed be the Lord my strength *
who teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight;
2
My hope and my fortress, my castle and deliverer, my defender in whom I trust *
who subdueth my people that is under me.
3
Lord, what is man, that thou hast such respect unto him *
or the son of man, that thou so regardest him?
4
Man is like a thing of nought *
his time passeth away like a shadow.
5
Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down *
touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6
Cast forth thy lightning, and tear them *
shoot out thine arrows, and consume them.
7
Send down thine hand from above *
deliver me, and take me out of the great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8
Whose mouth talketh of vanity *
and their right hand is a right hand of wickedness.
9
I will sing a new song unto thee, O God *
and sing praises unto thee upon a ten-stringed lute.
10
Thou hast given victory unto kings *
and hast delivered David thy servant from the peril of the sword.
11
Save me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children *
whose mouth talketh of vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.
12
That our sons may grow up as the young plants *
and that our daughters may be as the polished corners of the temple.
13
That our garners may be full and plenteous with all manner of store *
that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets.
14
That our oxen may be strong to labour, that there be no decay *
no leading into captivity, and no complaining in our streets.
15
Happy are the people that are in such a case *
yea, blessed are the people who have the Lord for their God.