By the Rivers of Babylon
Brent Dowe, Trevor McNaughton
By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept
When he remembered Zion
But the wicked carried us away in captivity
Requiring from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha song
In a strange land
So let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy sight, oh Far I