Salmos 126

A doubt, so many questions
The fear of victory not coming
I think, I'll give up
Because it's not worth fighting
But my friend at all times
Insists that I don't give up
Tells me to fight, to continue
That victory will soon come

And while my time hasn't come yet
I'll worship
And while my time hasn't come yet
I'll worship

Those who sow with tears
Will reap with songs of joy
Those who sow crying, with
Songs of joy will return

And while my time hasn't come yet
I'll worship
And while my time hasn't come yet
I'll worship
Those who sow with tears
Will reap with songs of joy
Those who sow crying, with
Songs of joy will return

Those who sow with tears
Will reap with songs of joy
Those who sow crying, with
Songs of joy will return

When the Lord brought back the captives to
Zion, it was like a dream
Then our mouths were filled with laughter, and our
Tongues with songs of joy
Even in other nations it was said: The Lord has done
Great things for this people
Lord, restore us as you fill the beds
Of the streams in the desert
Those who sow with tears, with songs
Of joy will return
He who goes out weeping while carrying the
Seed, will come back with songs of joy bringing
His sheaves
It's time to smile, it's time to rejoice
It's time to reap, it's time to reap what was
Sown
The harvest is coming to your life
It's coming