Psalms 137:5
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!
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6My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.
7Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, `Rase, rase to its foundation!'
14And Zion saith, `Jehovah hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me.'
15Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee.
16Lo, on the palms of the hand I have graven thee, Thy walls `are' before Me continually.
9Hath God forgotten `His' favours? Hath He shut up in anger His mercies? Selah.
10And I say: `My weakness is, The changes of the right hand of the Most High.'
4How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?
8Be instructed, O Jerusalem, Lest My soul be alienated from thee, Lest I make thee a desolation, a land not inhabited.
20If we have forgotten the name of our God, And spread our hands to a strange God,
109My soul `is' in my hand continually, And Thy law I have not forgotten.
1To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?
32Doth a virgin forget her ornaments? A bride her bands? And My people have forgotten Me days without number.
20Why for ever dost Thou forget us? Thou forsakest us for length of days!
39Therefore, lo, I -- I have taken you utterly away, And I have sent you out, And the city that I gave to you, And to your fathers, from before My face,
40And I have put on you reproach age-during, And shame age-during that is not forgotten!
5I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.
6I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul `is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.
50Ye escaped of the sword, go on, stand not, Remember ye from afar Jehovah, And let Jerusalem come up on your heart.
5For who hath pity on thee, O Jerusalem? And who doth bemoan for thee? And who turneth aside to ask of thy welfare?
22My shoulder from its blade let fall, And mine arm from the bone be broken.
12Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.
1By rivers of Babylon -- There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.
16In that day it is said to Jerusalem, `Fear not, O Zion, let not thy hands be feeble.
7Remembered hath Jerusalem `In' the days of her affliction and her mournings, all her desirable things that were from the days of old, In the falling of her people into the hand of an adversary, And she hath no helper; Seen her have adversaries, They have laughed at her cessation.
3O Jehovah, my God, if I have done this, If there is iniquity in my hands,
6Ask ye the peace of Jerusalem, At rest are those loving thee.
6`On thy walls, O Jerusalem, I have appointed watchmen, All the day, and all the night, Continually, they are not silent.' O ye remembrancers of Jehovah, Keep not silence for yourselves,
17Let Thy hand be on the man of Thy right hand, On the son of man Thou hast strengthened for Thyself.
139Cut me off hath my zeal, For mine adversaries forgot Thy words.
10Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.
5Jehovah `is' thy preserver, Jehovah `is' thy shade on thy right hand,
3His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
2Our feet have been standing in thy gates, O Jerusalem!
11Why dost Thou turn back Thy hand, Even Thy right hand? From the midst of Thy bosom remove `it'.
5That Thy beloved ones may be drawn out, Save `with' Thy right hand, and answer us.
8Jehovah doth perfect for me, O Jehovah, Thy kindness `is' to the age, The works of Thy hands let not fall!
7Sins of my youth, and my transgressions, Do not Thou remember. According to Thy kindness be mindful of me, For Thy goodness' sake, O Jehovah.
6His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
176I wandered as a lost sheep, seek Thy servant, For Thy precepts I have not forgotten!
16In Thy statutes I delight myself, I do not forget Thy word.
16The right hand of Jehovah is exalted, The right hand of Jehovah is doing valiantly.
16Take a harp, go round the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that thou mayest be remembered.
17All this met us, and we did not forget Thee, Nor have we dealt falsely in Thy covenant.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
8Cleaved hath my soul after Thee, On me hath Thy right hand taken hold.
22Understand this, I pray you, Ye who are forgetting God, Lest I tear, and there is no deliverer.
14Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
21Remember these, O Jacob, and Israel, For My servant thou `art', I formed thee, a servant to Me thou `art', O Israel, thou dost not forget Me.
1A Song of the Ascents. Remember, Jehovah, for David, all his afflictions.