Jon Sergott - Songs of Zion

By the rivers of Babylon
There by the poplars we hung up our harps and we sat and we wept
By the rivers of Babylon
We remembered Zion
We remembered Zion

Sing us a song of your home and native land
Our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"
How can we sing the Lord's song in this strange, strange land?
But our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"
Our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"

May my right hand forget its skill
May my tongue cling forever to the roof of my mouth
If I don't consider you, Jerusalem, my highest joy
If I someday fail to remember Zion
If I someday fail to remember Zion

Sing us a song of your home and native land
Our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"
How can we sing the Lord's song in this strange, strange land?
But our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"
Our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"

On that day Jerusalem fell, remember them shouting "tear it all down"
On that day Jerusalem fell, remember them shouting "tear it all down"
Tear it all down - burn it all down - rip it all down to its foundations
Tear it all down - tear it all down - tear it all down to its foundations

Doomed to destruction, daughter Babylon
Happy the man who repays you for all you have done to us
Happy the man who ceases your children from their mother's arms
Happy the man who dashes your children against the rocks
Happy the man who dashes your children against the rocks

Sing us a song of your home and native land
Sing us one of those beautiful songs of Zion
How can we sing the Lord's song in this strange, strange land
But our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"
Our captors tell us "sing us songs of Zion"

Written by:
Jon Sergott

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