It seemed like a dream when the Lord brought us back to the city of Zion.
We celebrated with laughter and joyful songs. In foreign nations it was said, “The Lord has worked miracles for his people.”
And so we celebrated because the Lord had indeed worked miracles for us.
Our Lord, we ask you to bless our people again, and let us be like streams in the Southern Desert.
We cried as we went out to plant our seeds. Now let us celebrate as we bring in the crops.
We cried on the way to plant our seeds, but we will celebrate and shout as we bring in the crops.
A song of ascents