ou shall go out with joy and be let forth with peace,

And the mountains and the hills will break forth before you.

There’ll be shouts of joy and the trees of the fields

Will clap, will clap their hands.

And the trees of the fields will clap their hands,

the trees of the fields will clap their hands,

the trees of the fields will clap their hands,

While you go out with joy.

And all the birds of the sky will chirp and sing…

And all the angels of heaven will flap their wings…