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Mournful Memories

Fits tune: Hanover

(\'O worship the King\')

Psalm 137

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1. By rivers of Babylon, there we sat down

Not joyful, but sad, beneath enemy\'s frown

Yes, we wept when we Zion\'s city recalled

Sat grieving, mourning, our faces were appalled

 

2. We hung up our harps on sad willow\'s tree

It bowed its poor boughs, no joys would there be

Yet they our captors requested a song bright

E\'en though our souls heavy, encased in the night

 

3. They desired us be so mirthful and free

Sing us Zion\'s song, that their taunting plea

But how shall we sing the LORD\'s song in land strange?

Our homeland desolate, out of our sight\'s range

 

4. If I forget you, Jerusalem true

Let my hand forget its skills, not renew

If I not remember you, city of God great

Let tongue cleave to my mouth, let that be my fate

 

5. For I should esteem city of God high

Be it my chief joy, for there God is nigh

Remember, O LORD, our pains, enemies sore

Who would raze Jerusalem e\'en to the floor

 

6. Edom, Babylon, you to be destroyed

With righteous judgements to you we have toyed

Though severe punishments, yet they just and fair

For this your reward be, in it you shall share

 

7. Happy they shall be, who do take and dash

Your little ones against stones, though seems rash

Yet this your reward, even as you us served

Justly and fairly disaster you deserved