By the Waters of Babylon

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

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

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.

How shall we sing the LORD’s song in a strange land?  –Psalm 137:1-4

It would not seem unusual for Christians to feel like this, these days. Only the difference is, the Old Testament Jews were carried off captive to Babylon; but for American Christians, their home country transformed itself into Babylon. And it’s worse for Christians in Britain, and the other European countries that once were called Christendom.

Yes, we might sing, with Don McLean, the refrain from Psalm 137. How, indeed, do we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?

Maybe like this.

Yes, I think: very much like this.

Hymn, ‘Guide Me, O Thou Great Redeemer’

This Welsh melody is traditionally called Cwm Rhondda and has various renderings into English. I’ve posted it once as Bread of Heaven. This is a very popular hymn and a good way to start our day. This is another one you can really belt out–and should.

I don’t mean to turn into a Christian DJ or something like that, but suddenly these hymns seem mighty important. We live in an anti-Christian age, in a Christian country that is rapidly being de-Christianized, debauched, and debased before our very eyes.

Hymns are a way of connecting with our God, and the time has come to sing them louder, louder, every day.

He will hear us.