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Psalm 137:2 - Modern English Version

2 Upon the willows in the midst of it we hung 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  

Praise the Lord with the harp; make music to Him with an instrument of ten strings.


Raise a song, sound the tambourine, the pleasant lyre with the harp.


The joy of tambourines ceases, the noise 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 heard no more.


I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into dirges; I will put sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness on every head; I will make it like the mourning for an only child, and its end like a bitter day.


The sound of harpists and musicians, flute players and trumpeters, shall not be heard in you any more. No craftsman of any craft shall be found in you any more, and the sound of a millstone shall not be heard in you any more.


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