By the waters of Babylon

Arthur Wills

By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept
when we remembered thee, O Sion.
As for our harps, we hanged them up
upon the trees that are therein.
For they that led us away captive required of us then a song, and melody in our heaviness:
Sing us one of the songs of Sion.
How shall we sing the Lord's song
in a strange land?

Ps137 vv1-4


Arthur Wills (b.1926)