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All the Wonders

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In a Foreign Land


By the rivers of Babylon --

there we sat down and there we wept

when we remembered Zion.

On the willows there

we hung up our harps.

For there our captors
asked us for songs,

and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying,

“Sing us one of the songs of Zion!

”How could we sing the Lord’s song
 in a foreign land?

-Psalm 137:1-4, NRSV

These days I feel I am in exile In my own land I am silent Unable to sing The songs of the Holy One The songs of my heart I feel like a stranger In this foreign land I thought I knew How can I sing When churches Vote on the worth of God's beloved When xenophobia And misogyny Have taken up residence In the seats of power When hate Walks proudly down the street In the light of day How can I sing The Lord's song In this foreign land? #strangerinmyownland

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