The rivers of babylon
Matt maherI sat and wept as I remembered zion
And all the things that ruled my heart
Said sing a song for us now
But how could I sing for anyone but you?
By the rivers of the street
I could almost feel the spirit groan in me
I was deaf, dumb and blind
Choking on the dreams of human kind
But how could I dream of anything but you?
So for glory's sake, do not forget me
I still believe, in the midst of my frailty
For glory's sake, do not forget me
I still believe and I'm dying to my, dying to my humanity
By the rivers of the world
We all got drunk on ourselves
In the morning, the son will rise
And despite all our sin save our lives
How could you die for anyone but you?
So for glory's sake, do not forget me
I still believe, in the midst of my frailty
For glory's sake, do not forget me
I still believe and I'm dying to my, dying to my humanity
By the rivers of babylon, by the rivers of babylon
By the rivers of babylon, by the rivers of babylon