Psalm 126

WHen Zions sad captivity
the Lord again did bring,
Like to a dream it seem'd to us,
and as a feigned thing.
Then was our mouth with laughter fill'd,
and with singing our tongue,
And of this wonder thus they spake
the heathen folk among.

Great things the Lord hath done for them.
Great things (acknowledge we)
The Lord hath done for us, for which
we glad and thankful be.
The rest of our Captivity
bring again graciously,
Ev'n as the moistning water streams
over ground parcht and dry.

They that with labour do their seed
in tears and sorrow sow,
When harvest comes, with songs of joy
their Corn shall reap and mowe,
And for a little seed, which he
bears out with countenance sad,
He brings home with him loads of sheaves
wherewith his heart is glad.