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Psalm 137:1 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

1 By the rivers of Bavel, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Tziyon.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we [captives] sat down, yes, we wept when we [earnestly] remembered Zion [the city of our God imprinted on our hearts].

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion.

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Common English Bible

1 Alongside Babylon’s streams, there we sat down, crying because we remembered Zion.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Of David himself. O Lord, I will confess to you with my whole heart, for you have heard the words of my mouth. I will sing psalms to you in the sight of the Angels.

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Psalm 137:1
27 Tagairtí Cros  

Then I proclaimed a fast there, at the river Ahava, that we might humble ourselves before our God, to seek of him a straight way for us, and for our little ones, and for all our substance.


Then we departed from the river Ahava on the twelfth [day] of the first month, to go to Yerushalayim: and the hand of our God was on us, and he delivered us from the hand of the enemy and the bandit by the way.


I said to the king, Let the king live forever: why should not my face be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers' tombs, lies waste, and the gates of it are consumed with fire?


These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.


Rejoice you with Yerushalayim, and be glad for her, all you who love her: rejoice for joy with her, all you who mourn over her;


Take the belt that you have bought, which is on your waist, and arise, go to the Perat, and hide it there in a cleft of the rock.


I didn't sit in the assembly of those who make merry, nor rejoiced; I sat alone because of your hand; for you have filled me with indignation.


You who dwell on many waters, abundant in treasures, your end is come, the measure of your covetousness.


Behold, the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people from a land that is very far off: isn't the LORD in Tziyon? Isn't her King in her? Why have they provoked me to anger with their engraved images, and with foreign vanities?


For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water; Because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.


Their heart cried to the Lord: wall of the daughter of Tziyon, let tears run down like a river day and night; Give yourself no respite; don't let the apple of your eye cease.


My eye runs down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.


My eye affects my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.


Now it happened in the thirtieth year, in the fourth [month], in the fifth [day] of the month, as I was among the captives by the river Kevar, that the heavens were opened, and I saw visions of God.


the word of the LORD came expressly to Yechezkel the Kohen, the son of Buzi, in the land of the Kasdim by the river Kevar; and the hand of the LORD was there on him.


Then I came to them of the captivity at Tel-Aviv, that lived by the river Kevar, and to where they lived; and I sat there overwhelmed among them seven days.


I set my face to the Lord God, to seek by prayer and petitions, with fasting and sackcloth and ashes.


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


I will give power to my two witnesses, and they will prophesy one thousand two hundred sixty days, clothed in sackcloth.*


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