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Psalm 137:1

New American Bible - revised edition

By the rivers of Babylon there we sat weeping when we remembered Zion.

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In the thirtieth year, on the fifth day of the fourth month, while I was among the exiles by the river Chebar, the heavens opened, and I saw divine visions.—

Thus I came to the exiles who lived at Tel-abib by the river Chebar; and there where they dwelt, I stayed among them distraught for seven days.

As he drew near, he saw the city and wept over it,

the word of the Lord came to the priest Ezekiel, the son of Buzi, in the land of the Chaldeans by the river Chebar. There the hand of the Lord came upon him.

My eyes stream with tears over the destruction of the daughter of my people.

Cry out to the Lord from your heart, wall of daughter Zion! Let your tears flow like a torrent day and night; Give yourself no rest, no relief for your eyes.

For these things I weep—My eyes! My eyes! They stream with tears! How far from me is anyone to comfort, anyone to restore my life. My children are desolate; the enemy has prevailed.”

I did not sit celebrating in the circle of merrymakers; Under the weight of your hand I sat alone because you filled me with rage.

My tears have been my bread day and night, as they ask me every day, “Where is your God?”

I answered the king: “May the king live forever! How could I not look sad when the city where my ancestors are buried lies in ruins, and its gates consumed by fire?”

We set out from the river of Ahava on the twelfth day of the first month to go to Jerusalem. The hand of our God remained over us, and he protected us from enemies and robbers along the way.

Then I proclaimed a fast, there by the river of Ahava, that we might humble ourselves before our God to seek from him a safe journey for ourselves, our children, and all our possessions.

I will commission my two witnesses to prophesy for those twelve hundred and sixty days, wearing sackcloth.”

I turned to the Lord God, to seek help, in prayer and petition, with fasting, sackcloth, and ashes.

I am tormented by the sight of all the daughters of my city.

Rejoice with Jerusalem and be glad because of her, all you who love her; Rejoice with her in her joy, all you who mourn over her—

Listen! the cry of the daughter of my people, far and wide in the land! “Is the Lord no longer in Zion, is her King no longer in her midst?” Why do they provoke me with their idols, with their foreign nonentities?

Take the loincloth which you bought and are wearing, and go at once to the Perath; hide it there in a cleft of the rock.

You who dwell by mighty waters, rich in treasure, Your end has come, the time at which you shall be cut off!




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