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Psalm 137:2 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

2 On the willows in the midst of it, we hung up our harps.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

2 We hung our lyres up in the trees there

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 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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Psalm 137:2
6 Tagairtí Cros  

Give thanks to the LORD with the lyre. Sing praises to him with the harp of ten strings.


Raise a song, and bring here the tambourine, the pleasant lyre with the harp.


The mirth of timbrels ceases. The sound of those who rejoice ends. The joy of the harp ceases.


I will cause the noise of your songs to cease; and the sound of your harps shall be no more heard.


I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and the end of it like a bitter day.


The voice of harpists, minstrels, flute players, and trumpeters will be heard no more at all in you. No craftsman, of whatever craft, will be found any more at all in you. The sound of a mill will be heard no more at all in you.


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