Brent Dowe & Trevor McNaughton
By the rivers of Babylon,
Where he sat down,
And there he went
For he remembered Zion.
For the wicked carry us away.
Captivity requireth from us a song.
How can we sing King Alpha's song
In a strange land?
So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight over I.
