Psalms 137:2

On the poplars in her midst we hang our harps,

There on the poplars we hung our harps,

Upon the willows in the midst of it We hung our harps.

We put away our lyres, hanging them on the branches of the willow trees.

Alongside the quaking aspens we stacked our unplayed harps;

Hanging our instruments of music on the trees by the waterside.

On the willows there we hung up our harps.

We hung our harps Upon the willows in the midst of it.

On the poplars in her midst we hang our harps,