Psalms 126

1 The song of grecis. Whanne the Lord turnede the caitifte of Sion; we weren maad as coumfortid.

A Song of degrees. When Jehovah turned the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.

2 Thanne oure mouth was fillid with ioye; and oure tunge with ful out ioiyng. Thanne thei schulen seie among hethene men; The Lord magnefiede to do with hem.

Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with rejoicing: then said they among the nations, Jehovah hath done great things for them.

3 The Lord magnefiede to do with vs; we ben maad glad.

Jehovah hath done great things for us; [and] we are joyful.

4 Lord, turne thou oure caitifte; as a stronde in the south.

Turn our captivity, O Jehovah, as the streams in the south.

5 Thei that sowen in teeris; schulen repe in ful out ioiyng.

They that sow in tears shall reap with rejoicing:

6 Thei goynge yeden, and wepten; sendynge her seedis. But thei comynge schulen come with ful out ioiyng; berynge her handfullis.

He goeth forth and weepeth, bearing seed for scattering; he cometh again with rejoicing, bearing his sheaves.