Psalms 125

¹A gradual Canticle. When our Lord turned the captivity of Sion: we were made as men comforted.

²Then was our mouth replenished with joy: and our tongue with exultation. Then shall they say among the Gentiles: Our Lord hath done magnifically with them.

³Our Lord hath done magnifically with us: we are made joyful.

⁴Turn our captivity, o Lord, as a torrent in the South.

⁵They that sow in tears, shall reap in joyfulness.

⁶Going they went and wept, casting their seeds. But coming they shall come with exultation, carrying their sheaves.