Psalms 126

1 A Song of Ascents. When Yahweh brought back the captives of Zion, we were like them who dream:

En sang ved festreisene. Da Herren lot Sions fanger vende tilbake, var vi som drømmende;

2 Then, was our mouth, filled with laughter, and our tongue with a shout of triumph, —Then, said they among the nations, Yahweh, hath done great things, with these!

da fyltes vår munn med latter, og vår tunge med jubel, da sa de iblandt hedningene: Store ting har Herren gjort imot disse.

3 Yahweh, hath done great things with us, we are full of joy!

Store ting har Herren gjort imot oss; vi blev glade.

4 Bring thou back, O Yahweh, our captives, like channels in the South.

Herre, la våre fanger vende tilbake likesom bekker i sydlandet!

5 They who are sowing with tears, with shouting, shall reap:

De som sår med gråt, skal høste fryderop.

6 He that, doth indeed go forth, and weep, bearing seed enough to trail along, doth, surely come in, with shouting, bringing his sheaves.

De går gråtende og bærer den de strør ut; de kommer hjem fryderop og bærer sine kornbånd.