Psalms 137:1
By the waters of Babylon we sat downe there: also we wept when we remembred Sion.
By the waters of Babylon we sat downe there: also we wept when we remembred Sion.
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2We hanged our harpes on the Salon trees: in the mydst of it.
3For there they that led vs away captiue required of vs some matter of a song: and for our waylynges myrth, saying sing vs one of the songes of Sion.
4He aunswered howe can we sing one of the songes of God: in another lande besides our owne?
5If I forget thee O Hierusalem: let my right hande forget her cunning.
6Let my tongue cleaue to the roofe of my mouth, if I do not remember thee: yea if I preferre not thee O Hierusalem aboue my most myrth.
7Remember the chyldren of Edom in the day of Hierusalem: they sayde, downe with it, downe with it, euen to the grounde.
8O daughter of Babylon who must lye wasted: happy shall he be that rewardeth thee as thou hast serued vs.
1A song of high degrees. When God shall cause them of Sion that were led into captiuitie for to returne: we shalbe as men that dreamed.
2Then shall our mouth be filled with a laughter: and our tongue with a ioyfull noyse. Then shall suche as be amongst the Heathen say: God hath brought great thinges to passe, that he myght do for them.
3God hath brought great thinges to passe for vs: we be made merie.
4Make vs O God that be led into captiuitie: for to returne as riuers into the south.
5They that sowe in teares: shall reape in ioy.
18And sing a mourning song of vs, that the teares may fall out of our eyes, and that our eye liddes may gushe out of water.
19For there is a lamentable noyse heard of Sion: O howe are we so sore destroyed? O howe are we so pitiously confounded? We must forsake our owne naturall countrey, and we are shut out of our owne lodginges.
136Ryuers of waters gushe out of myne eyes: because men kepe not thy lawe.
1Call to remembraunce (O Lorde) what we haue suffred, consider and see our confusion.
1Alas howe sitteth the citie so desolate, that sometime was full of people? Howe is she become lyke a widow which was great among nations? Howe is she brought vnder tribute that ruled landes?
2She weepeth sore in the nyght, so that the teares runne downe her cheekes: for among all her louers there is none that geueth her any comfort, yea her next friendes transgresse agaynst her, and are become her enemies.
3Iuda went away by reason of the affliction and great bondage: she dwelleth among the heathen, she findeth no rest, all they that persecuted her, toke her in strayte places where she coulde not escape.
4The streetes of Sion mourne, because no man cometh no more to the solempne feastes: all her gates are desolate, her priestes make lamentatio, her maydens are carefull, and she her selfe is in great heauinesse.
3Then they had swalowed vs vp quicke: when their wrath was so inflamed against vs.
4Then the waters had drowned vs: the running streame had flowed ouer our soule.
5Then the waters of the proude: had flowed ouer our soule.
4And I powred out of me my very heart, remembryng this howe that before tyme I haue passed with a great number, bringyng the vnto the house of the Lord: with a voyce of ioy & prayse, & with a company that kept holy day.
16Therfore do I weepe, and mine eyes gushe out of water: for the comfort that shoulde quicken me is farre fro me, my children are driuen away: for why? the enemie hath gotten the vpper hande.
31My harpe is turned to mourning, and my organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
4And when I hearde these wordes, I sat downe and wept, and mourned certayne dayes, and fasted and prayed before the God of heauen,
21For the glorious maiestie of the Lorde shall there be present among vs as a place where faire brode riuers and streames are, through the which shall neither galley rowe nor great ship sayle.
7Nowe Hierusalem remembred in the tyme of her miserie and bare estate all her ioy & pleasure that she hath had in tymes past, seyng her people is brought downe vnder the power of their enemies, and there is no man for to helpe her: her enemies stande lokyng at her, and laugh her Sabbath daies to scorne.
2Our feete shall stande in thy gates: O Hierusalem.
9We woulde haue made Babylon whole say they, but she is not recouered, therfore wyll we let her alone, and go euery man into his owne countrey: for her iudgement is come into heauen, and is gone vp to the cloudes.
10The Lorde hath brought foorth our righteousnesse: and therfore come on, we wyll shewe in Sion the worke of the Lorde our God.
17And though all this be come vpon vs: yet we do not forget thee, nor shewe our selues to be false in thy couenaunt.
6Who is he that wyll geue saluation vnto Israel out of Sion? when the Lord wyll reduce his people out of captiuitie, Iacob wyll reioyce, and Israel wyll be glad.
6My Lorde, my soule is discouraged within me: because I remember thee from the lande of Iordane, and from the litle hyll Hermonim.
7Who shall geue saluation vnto Israel: out of Sion? When God will deliuer his people out of captiuitie: then wyll Iacob reioyce, and Israel be glad.
7Therfore the goodes that remayneth in Moab, and the riches therof, they shall cary to the brooke of wyllowes.
14Why prolong we the time? Let vs gather our selues together, and go into the strong citie, there shall we be in rest: for the Lorde our God hath put vs to scilence, and geuen vs water mixt with gall to drinke, because we haue sinned against hym.
15The ioy of our heart is gone, our melodious meeting is turned into mourning.
16The garlande of our head is fallen: alas that euer we sinned so sore.
9Therfore wyll I mourne for Iazer, and for the vine of Sibma, I wyl poure my teares vpon thee O Hesbon and Eleale: for the crye of thyne enemies is fallen vpon thy sommer fruites, and vpon thy haruest.
48Whole riuers of water gushe out of mine eyes for the hurt of my people:
1A song of high degrees. O God be mindfull of Dauid: with all his affliction.
9Be glad O thou desolate Hierusalem, and reioyce together: for the Lord hath comforted his people, he hath deliuered Hierusalem.
1O who wyll geue my head water inough, and a wel of teares for mine eyes, that I may weepe night and day for the slaughter of my people?
4We are fayne to drinke our owne water for money, and our owne wood must we buy for money.
4Yet the fludde by his ryuers shall make glad the citie of God: the holy place of the tabernacles of the most hyghest.
7Saue thy selfe O Sion, thou that dwellest with the daughter of Babylon:
18The Lorde is righteous, for I haue prouoked his countenaunce vnto anger, O take heede all ye people and consider my heauinesse, my maydens and my young men are led away into captiuitie.
9For we were bondmen, and yet our God hath not forsaken vs in our bondage, but hath enclined mercie vnto vs in the sight of the king of Persia, to geue vs lyfe to set vp the house of our God, and to redresse the desolation therof, and to geue vs a wall in Iuda and Hierusalem.