Psalm137

  Psalm 137

In the place of our captivity we sat down and cried when we remembered the way things used to be.  We couldnt praise any more because of the opression we were experiencing - those who had entrapped us wanted us to sing their song, wanted us to be' happy' like the world is happy.  Those mocking voices came to us saying ' HA! So sing us a jolly chorus or a hymn of praise now why dont you?'

Its too hard to sing praise in this place.  And yet I cant forget what it used to be like, praising with Gods people.  I dont want to forget it - I want so much to be able to worship and to be able to praise God above all else.

Remember our emenies o Lord, the ones who want to lay us waste.  The vengeance of God is coming on the one who has bound us and held us coptive - and I shall rejoice when I see it.

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