American Standard Version
"If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill. "
— Psalms 137:5, American Standard Version
“If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.”
“If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.”
“If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand be crippled!”
“And let them sing in the ways of the Lord: for great is the glory of the Lord.”
“If I keep not your memory, O Jerusalem, let not my right hand keep the memory of its art.”
“If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.”
Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps.
For there they that led us captive required of us songs, And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
How shall we sing Jehovah’s song In a foreign land?
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill.
Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom The day of Jerusalem; Who said, Rase it, rase it, Even to the foundation thereof.
O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed, Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee As thou hast served us.