Thy dead, shall come to life again, My dead body, they shall arise, - Awake and shout for joy, ye that dwell in the dust For, a dew of light, is thy dew, And, earth, to the shades shall give birth.

Thou hast increased the exultation Thou hast made great the joy, - They joy before thee, according to the joy of harvest, As men exult when they distribute spoil.

But joy ye and exult, perpetually, in what I am about to create, - For, behold me! Creating Jerusalem an exultation and Her People a joy;