1 When Jehovah brought back the captivity of Zion, we were like those who dream.2 Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy. Then they said among the nations, Jehovah has done great things for them.3 Jehovah has done great things for us, and we are joyful.4 Bring back our captivity, O Jehovah, as the streams in the South.5 Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy.6 He who goes forth with weeping, bearing seed for sowing, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

1 The `title of the hundrid and sixe and twentithe `salm. The song of greces of Salomon. `No but the Lord bilde the hous; thei that bilden it han trauelid in veyn. No but the Lord kepith the citee; he wakith in veyn that kepith it.2 It is veyn to you to rise bifore the liyt; rise ye after that ye han sete, that eten the breed of sorewe. Whanne he schal yyue sleep to his loued; lo!3 the eritage of the Lord `is sones, the mede is the fruyt of wombe.4 As arowis ben in the hond of the miyti; so the sones of hem that ben schakun out.5 Blessid is the man, that hath fillid his desier of tho; he schal not be schent, whanne he schal speke to hise enemyes in the yate.