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JOY IS IN THE VINE ALONE
/: WE SAT BY THE BANKS OF THE RIVER OF BABYLON
WE WEPT AND SADLY REMEMBERED ZION :/
ON THE WILLOW TREES IS WHERE WE HUNG OUR HARPS
THERE THOSE WHO CARRIED US AWAY ASKED FOR SOME SONGS
/: OUR TORTURERS REQUESTED MIRTH
SING FOR US A SONG OF ZION!
HOW SHALL WE SING THE LORD’S SONG
IN A FOREIGN LAND?
IF I FORGET YOU, JERUSALEM
LET MY RIGHT HAND FORGET ITS SKILL :/


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