NASB
"If I forget you, O Jerusalem, May my right hand forget her skill."
— Psalms 137:5, NASB
“If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.”
“If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill. ”
“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 of it We hung our harps.
For there our captors demanded of us songs, And our tormentors mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
How can we sing the LORD'S song In a foreign land?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem, May my right hand forget her skill.
May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
Remember, O LORD, against the sons of Edom The day of Jerusalem, Who said, "Raze it, raze it To its very foundation."
O daughter of Babylon, you devastated one, How blessed will be the one who repays you With the recompense with which you have repaid us.