When they could snatch a bit of time at the riverbank, out of eye or earshot of their masters, the captive Israelites didn't have to sing happy songs on demand. There they could sit and weep. By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, / when we remembered thee, O Sion. As for… Continue reading There we sat down and wept — Psalm 137
Tag: grief and loss
Poem of lament — by an anonymous reader
Love. ❤ Is patient. And is kind. It is not proud. Is not puffed up. It thinks no evil. You have broken my heart. My heart being so tender has been further broken by you. You say you loved me but you critiqued me nearly every day. You humiliated me in a group or with… Continue reading Poem of lament — by an anonymous reader
