Sunday, January 27, 2008

By the Rivers of Babylon, by Evelyn De Morgan

The outfits in this picture look rather Grecian.

Psalm 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon,
there we sat down, yea, we wept,
when we remembered Zion.

2 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

3 For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song;
and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying,
Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

4 How shall we sing the LORD's song in a strange land?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
let my right hand forget her cunning.

6 If I do not remember thee,
let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth;
if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom
in the day of Jerusalem;
who said, Rase it, rase it,
even to the foundation thereof.

8 O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed;
happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth
thy little ones against the stones.

Why is it that whenever I read this Psalm, I get the Boney M song stuck in my head?


Earl said...

Boney M? I just looked them up on Wikipedia. Later, I'm going to play some of their music (with earphones so the rest of my family doesn't know what I'm up to :o)

Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

You are making a big mistake.

Ra-Ra Rasputin...