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By The Waters Of Babylon
Psalm 137
Dwight Armstrong

By the waters of Babylon, there we wept and there sat down;
Hung our harps on the willow trees; Zion yet we remembered thee!
Then our captors required of us; "Sing a song of Zion now!"
Could we sing the Eternal's songs by the waters of Babylon?

Let my right hand forget here skill, if Jerusalem I forget;
If I fail to remember thee, let my tongue cleave unto my mouth!
But we thought of Jerusalem when we sat near Zion's streams;
Far above even our chief joy, We remembered Jerusalem.

In that day of Jerusalem's fall, when the children of Edom said,
"Down with here, down unto the ground, even to the foundations!"
O thou daughter of Babylon, to thy ruin hast'ning on;
Happy he that rewardeth thee, just as thou unto us hast done.