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Psalm 137:2 - New Revised Standard Version

2 On the willows there 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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 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  

Praise the Lord with the lyre; make melody to him with the harp of ten strings.


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


The mirth of the timbrels is stilled, the noise of the jubilant has ceased, the mirth of the lyre is stilled.


I will silence the music of your songs; the sound of your lyres shall be heard no more.


I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; I will bring sackcloth on all loins, 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.


and the sound of harpists and minstrels and of flutists and trumpeters will be heard in you no more; and an artisan of any trade will be found in you no more; and the sound of the millstone will be heard in you no more;


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