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Ps.137.5
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.
Ps.137.5
If I ever forget you, Jerusalem, let my fingers wither and fall off like leaves.
Ps.137.5
If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand forget its skill.
Ps.137.5
If I forget you, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its skill!
Ps.137.5
If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill upon the harp.