What marvels, what marvels, 

The Lord has done wonders for us! 

When the Lord brought Zion's captives home, 

We were like people dreaming. 

Then our mouths were filled with laughter, 

On our lips were songs of joy! 

Then it was said by the pagans themselves: 

"God for them wrought marvels"! 

O what marvels indeed God wrought for us 

And how overjoyed we were! 

From our bondage deliver us, 

Lord, like the streams in the desert, 

Those who saw in tears and sorrow, 

Will reap with songs of joy! 

They go out, they go out, full of tears 

Carrying seed for the sowing, 

They come back, they come back full of songs 

As they bring home their sheaves.