I
GOD'S PEOPLE SAT BY THE RIVER AND WEPT
REMEMBERING THE GOOD OLD DAYS
WHEN THEY'D LIFT UP THEIR VOICES TO HEAVEN AND SING
A SONG OF WONDERFUL PRAISE
BUT NOW THE ENEMY HAD THEM IN BONDAGE
AND THEIR HARPS ON THE WILLOWS WERE HUNG
THEY SAID HOW CAN WE SING IN STRANGE LAND
A SONG OF JOY WHEN THERE'S NONE
CHORUS
BUT I'VE STILL GOT A SONG
THO' THE ENEMY RAGES
I'VE STILL GOT A SONG
THO' I'M BATTERED AND TORN
DEEP IN MY HEART THERE'S A JOY THAT STAYS
MY TRIALS CAN'T TAKE MY SONG AWAY
THO' THE BATTLE'S BEEN LONG
MY FAITH IS MADE STRONG
AND I'VE STILL GOT A SONG
II
NOW I'M TRAVELING IN A FOREIGN LAND
AND IT'S GROWING MORE HOSTILE EACH DAY
THE ENEMY TRIES TO ENSLAVE ME
AND STEAL MY SONG AWAY
BUT IF I'LL JUST KEEP TRUSTING IN JESUS
AND IN HIS WILL I REMAIN
THE STRENGTH AND JOY HE GIVES TO MY WEARY SOUL
WILL BE ENOUGH TO SUSTAIN