On the willows there we hung up our lives
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For our captors there required of us songs
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And our tormenters mirth
On the willows there we hung up our lives
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For our captors there required of us songs
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And our tormenters mirth
Saying, sing us one of the songs of Zion
Sing us one of the songs of Zion
Sing us one of the songs of Zion
But how can we sing
Sing the Lord s song
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In a foreign land?
On the willows there we hung up our lives
