Psalms 125

1A Song of the Ascents. Those trusting in Jehovah <FI>are<Fi> as Mount Zion, It is not moved--to the age it abideth.

1A gradual canticle. When the Lord brought back the captivity of Sion, we became like men comforted.

2Jerusalem! mountains <FI>are<Fi> round about her, And Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> round about His people, From henceforth even unto the age.

2Then was our mouth filled with gladness; and our tongue with joy. Then shall they say among the Gentiles: The Lord hath done great things for them.

3For the rod of wickedness resteth not On the lot of the righteous, That the righteous put not forth on iniquity their hands.

3The Lord hath done great things for us: we are become joyful.

4Do good, O Jehovah, to the good, And to the upright in their hearts.

4Turn again our captivity, O Lord, as a stream in the south.

5As to those turning <FI>to<Fi> their crooked ways, Jehovah causeth them to go with workers of iniquity. Peace on Israel!

5They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

6(not in this translation)

6Going they went and wept, casting their seeds.

7(not in this translation)

7But coming they shall come with joyfulness, carrying their sheaves.