Bible poem by Mary Sayler

Harps on the Willows
Psalm 137
by Mary Harwell Sayler

By Babylon’s waters,
we sat down & wept.
By Babylon’s rivers,
we lingered.
Remembering Zion,
we hung up our harps.
We hung weeping harps
on the willows.
We flung our lyres onto
the poplars.

May peace come to us.
May songs come to us.
May God come to us.
Shalom, Zion.

“Give us a song!”
our tormentors sang.
“Sing us your songs of Zion.”
But how shall we sing
with our lives out of tune?
As we mourn,
shall we croon over Zion?
Shall we sing the Lord’s song
out of Zion?

May peace come to us.
May songs come to us.
May God come to us.
Shalom, Zion.

Jerusalem!
May we never forget!
May we never forget God’s city.
If we do not recall,
surely God’s wrath will fall
over every song sung
not of Zion.
Shalom will not rest
outside Zion.

May peace come to us.
May songs come to us.
Oh, God! Come to us!
Shalom! Zion!

(c)1998,Mary Harwell Sayler, all rights reserved. This poem later appeared in Mary’s book of Bible-based poetry, Outside Eden, published in 2014 by Kelsay Books.

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4 thoughts on “Bible poem by Mary Sayler

  1. Father, we meet you in the silence of the moment.
    Together, holding hands, we take one small step towards Zion.

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