Babylon

Chanting Under the Trees with a Tibetan Singing Bowl

Melody by 18th Century English Composer Philip Hayes

Text from Psalm 137

How can we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land?

We are spirits projecting into this material world, into this Babylon. We grow weary of our exile. When we chant, for a little while, our spirits find rest in the comfort of home.

We remember thee, Zion.