Babylon

Come, lay me by the river, from earthly thoughts afford,
Waters gently running, how soft, its heavenly chord.
Calling back, those distant days, of innocence adored,
When night was filled with resting, and hope by day was poured.
~ D.F.

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“By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat weeping when we remembered Zion.”
~ Psalm 137:1