By the rivers of Babylon

Where he sat down

And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked carry us away from captivity

Required from us a song

How can we singing out for song in a strange land.



So let the words of our mouth

And the meditation of our heart

Be acceptable in thy sight

O verride



By the rivers of Babylon

Where he sat down

And there he wept when he remembered Zion