1When the LORD turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.
1Pieseň na cestu hore do Jeruzalema. Keď viedol Hospodin zpät zajatých Siona, bolo nám to tak, ako keby sa nám bolo snívalo.
2Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The LORD hath done great things for them.
2Vtedy boly naše ústa naplnené smiechom a náš jazyk plesaním. Vtedy povedali medzi národami: Veliké veci učinil s nimi Hospodin!
3The LORD hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad.
3Áno, Hospodin učinil s nami veľké veci, a preto sme sa radovali.
4Turn again our captivity, O LORD, as the streams in the south.
4Navráť, Hospodine, našich zajatých ako potoky na juhu.
5They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.
5Tí, ktorí sejú so slzami, budú žať s plesaním.
6He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.
6Ta ide pomaly a plače ten, kto rozsieva semeno, ale potom istotne prijde s plesaním nesúc svoje snopy.