Psalm 137:2 “There on the willows we hung our harps,”

Psalm 137:2

There on the willows we hung our harps,

Berean Standard Bible

Other translations

King James Version

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

World English Bible

On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

American Standard Version

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

Geneva Bible 1599

Wee hanged our harpes vpon the willowes in the middes thereof.

Darby Translation

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

Young's Literal Translation

On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

Bible in Basic English

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

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Cross references

“we hanged”

Ezekiel 26:13 Isaiah 24:8 Revelation 18:22 Psalm 33:2 Psalm 81:2 Amos 8:10

Ezekiel 26:13 · BSB

So I will silence the sound of your songs, and the music of your lyres will no longer be heard.

Isaiah 24:8 · BSB

The joyful tambourines have ceased; the noise of revelers has stopped; the joyful harp is silent.

Revelation 18:22 · BSB

And the sound of harpists and musicians, of flute players and trumpeters, will never ring out in you again. Nor will any craftsmen of any trade be found in you again, nor the sound of a millstone be heard in you again.

Psalm 33:2 · BSB

Praise the LORD with the harp; make music to Him with ten strings.

Psalm 81:2 · BSB

Lift up a song, strike the tambourine, play the sweet-sounding harp and lyre.

Amos 8:10 · BSB

I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and every head to be shaved. I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son, and its outcome like…

Cross references adapted from OpenBible.info (CC BY 4.0) and the Treasury of Scripture Knowledge.

In context

1By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.

3for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”

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