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Zion


By the rivers of Babylon, we sat down there, We wept there, When we remembered we have abandoned Zion. Why are you lying to yourself? You know that lies don't last forever. The truth needs to be told. Why we wept, we wept because we remembered the love from Zion. We wept because when we left Zion, We left the beauty of our inheritance. Come back to Zion. I know that the past is painful, But do not allow your past to frustrate your future. Come back to Zion, for Zion is not a place in a place, But Zion is a place in your heart.
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Zachary Harris
<p>Interesting cry to be back in the land. I traveled to Israel last year and spent about three months there. It was interesting seeing those who were in Zion, but Zion wasn&#39;t in them!</p>

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