Hebrew Melody.
Oh! weep for Judah’s daughters,Who sat them down to weep,By Babel’s flowing watersWith willows o’er their deep;There hung their harps in sorrow,Whilst for their land they sigh.With hearts too sad to borrowSweet joy from melody.“A song of Zion sing us,”The foe insulting said,Some sacred theme now give usIn lofty notes arrayed.Oh how in exile can weSuch base demand fulfil?When, Salem, we forget thee,Each hand forget its skill!
Oh! weep for Judah’s daughters,Who sat them down to weep,By Babel’s flowing watersWith willows o’er their deep;There hung their harps in sorrow,Whilst for their land they sigh.With hearts too sad to borrowSweet joy from melody.“A song of Zion sing us,”The foe insulting said,Some sacred theme now give usIn lofty notes arrayed.Oh how in exile can weSuch base demand fulfil?When, Salem, we forget thee,Each hand forget its skill!
Oh! weep for Judah’s daughters,Who sat them down to weep,By Babel’s flowing watersWith willows o’er their deep;There hung their harps in sorrow,Whilst for their land they sigh.With hearts too sad to borrowSweet joy from melody.
Oh! weep for Judah’s daughters,
Who sat them down to weep,
By Babel’s flowing waters
With willows o’er their deep;
There hung their harps in sorrow,
Whilst for their land they sigh.
With hearts too sad to borrow
Sweet joy from melody.
“A song of Zion sing us,”The foe insulting said,Some sacred theme now give usIn lofty notes arrayed.Oh how in exile can weSuch base demand fulfil?When, Salem, we forget thee,Each hand forget its skill!
“A song of Zion sing us,”
The foe insulting said,
Some sacred theme now give us
In lofty notes arrayed.
Oh how in exile can we
Such base demand fulfil?
When, Salem, we forget thee,
Each hand forget its skill!