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The harps hung up in Babylon	A
Their loosened strings rang on sang on	A
And cast their murmurs forth upon	A
The roll and roar of Babylon	A
Forget me Lord if I forget	B
Jerusalem for Babylon	A
If I forget the vision set	B
High as the head of Lebanon	C
Is lifted over Syria yet	B
If I forget and bow me down	D
To brutish gods of Babylon	A
	-
Two rivers to each other run	C
In the very midst of Babylon	A
And swifter than their current fleets	E
The restless river of the streets	E
Of Babylon of Babylon	A
And Babylon's towers smite the sky	F
But higher reeks to God most high	F
The smoke of her iniquity	G
But oh betwixt the green and blue	H
To walk the hills that once we knew	H
When you were pure and I was true	H
So rang the harps in Babylon	A
Or ere along the roads of stone	I
Had led us captive one by one	C
The subtle gods of Babylon	A
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The harps hung up in Babylon	A
Hung silent till the prophet dawn	J
When Judah's feet the highway burned	K
Back to the holy hills returned	K
And shook their dust on Babylon	A
In Zion's halls the wild harps rang	L
To Zion's walls their smitten clang	L
And lo of Babylon they sang	L
They only sang of Babylon	A
Jehovah round whose throne of awe	M
The vassal stars their orbits draw	N
Within the circle of Thy law	N
Canst thou make nothing what is done	C
Or cause Thy servant to be one	C
That has not been in Babylon	A
That has not known the power and pain	O
Of life poured out like driven rain	O
I will go down and find again	P
My soul that's lost in Babylon	A

Arthur Colton

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