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Psalm 137:2 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

Upon the willows in her midst, we hung our harps;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

We hanged our harps Upon the willows in the midst thereof.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

On the willow trees in the midst of [Babylon] we hung our harps.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps.

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Common English Bible

We hung our lyres up in the trees there

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Catholic Public Domain Version

I will adore before your holy temple, and I will confess your name: it is above your mercy and your truth. For you have magnified your holy name above all.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

I will worship towards thy holy temple, and I will give glory to thy name. For thy mercy, and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy holy name above all.

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Psalm 137:2
6 Tagairtí Cros  

Confess to Jehovah upon the harp: upon an instrument of ten strings play ye to him.


Lift up music, and ye shall give the drum, the pleasant harp, with the lyre.


The exulting of the drums ceased, the noise of those triumphing, left off, the exulting of the harp ceased.


And I caused the noise of thy songs to cease and the voice of thy harps shall no more be heard.


And turned your festivals into mourning, and all your songs to lamentation; and I brought up sackcloth upon all loins, and upon every head, baldness; and I set it as the mourning of an only one, and its last part as a day of bitterness.


And the voice of harp players, and musicians, and flute players, and trumpeters, should be heard in thee no more; and every artist of every art be found no more in thee; and the voice of the millstone should be heard no more in thee;