1 When Sion's bondage God turn'd back,as men that dream'd were we.
2 Then fill'd with laughter was our mouth,our tongue with melody:They 'mong the heathen said, The Lordgreat things for them hath wrought.
3 The Lord hath done great things for us,whence joy to us is brought.
4 As streams of water in the south,our bondage, Lord, recall.
5 Who sow in tears, a reaping timeof joy enjoy they shall.
6 That man who, bearing precious seed,in going forth doth mourn,He doubtless, bringing back his sheaves,rejoicing shall return.