1 By Babel’s streams we sat and wept,
when Zion we thought on.
2 In midst thereof we hung our harps
the willow trees upon.
3 For there a song required they,
who did us captive bring:
our spoilers called for mirth, and said,
A song of Zion sing.
4 O how the Lord’s song shall we sing
within a foreign land?
5 If thee, Jerusalem, I forget,
skill part from my right hand.
6 My tongue to my mouth’s roof let cleave,
if I do thee forget,
Jerusalem, and thee above
my chief joy do not set.
7 Remember Edom’s children, Lord,
who in Jerusalem's day,
Even unto its foundation, raze,
yea, raze it quite, did say.
8 O thou unto destruction doomed,
daughter of Babylon,
happy the man that doth to thee
as thou to us hast done.
9 Yea, happy surely shall he be
thy tender little ones
Who shall lay hold upon, and them
shall dash against the stones.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | By Babel's streams we sat and wept |
Meter: | DCM |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 2004 |
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Tune Information | |
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Name: | OLD 137TH |
Meter: | DCM |
Key: | G Major |
Source: | Anglo-Genevan Psalter, 1556 |