Praying Through: Psalm 137

The Psalm

Psalm 137 (CSB)
1 By the rivers of Babylon— there we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion.

2 There we hung up our lyres on the poplar trees,

3 for our captors there asked us for songs, and our tormentors, for rejoicing: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

4 How can we sing the LORD’s song on foreign soil?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand forget its skill.

6 May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy!

7 Remember, LORD, what the Edomites said that day at Jerusalem: “Destroy it! Destroy it down to its foundations!”

8 Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction, happy is the one who pays you back what you have done to us.

9 Happy is he who takes your little ones and dashes them against the rocks.

The Prayer

My Home

Lord, I know

  • that we are strangers in this world,
  • exiles
  • aliens
  • and immigrants
  • we are not of this world
  • but we live in this world.

We point all creatures

  • to raise there eyes
  • and see your Son
  • Jesus Christ
  • and believe
  • and bring us all the way home.

We are here just for a little while.

You are our home, sustainer and portion.

Amen.