Send thine hand from above
Rid me and deliver me out of great waters
From the hands of strange children
The waters have come up to my neck
The waters are come in unto my soul
Happy shall he be that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones
By the waters of Babylon
We sat down and wept for thee Zion
We remember thee, Zion
And our harps, we hang them up from the trees that are therein
He leads me beside still waters
from Slave in a Stone,
released November 4, 2016
Original round composed by Philip Hayes in 1786.
All words from various translations of Psalms 144, 69, 137, and 23.
Adaptation by Hello Moth.