¹² The field exulteth, and all that `is' in it, Then sing do all trees of the forest,

¹² For with joy ye go forth, And with peace ye are brought in, The mountains and the hills Break forth before you `with' singing, And all trees of the field clap the hand.

¹³ Instead of the thorn come up doth fir, Instead of the brier come up doth myrtle, And it hath been to Jehovah for a name, For a sign age-during -- it is not cut off!

¹² Drop do the pastures of a wilderness, And joy of the heights Thou girdest on.

¹³ Clothed have lambs the flock, And valleys are covered with corn, They shout -- yea, they sing!

¹ They joy from the wilderness and dry place, And rejoice doth the desert, and flourish as the rose,

¹⁰ Sing to Jehovah a new song, His praise from the end of the earth, Ye who are going down to the sea, and its fulness, Isles, and their inhabitants.

¹¹ The wilderness and its cities do lift up `the voice', The villages Kedar doth inhabit, Sing do the inhabitants of Sela, From the top of mountains they cry.

²³ Sing, O heavens, for Jehovah hath wrought, Shout, O lower parts of earth, Break forth, O mountains, with singing, Forest, and every tree in it, For Jehovah hath redeemed Jacob, And in Israel He doth beautify Himself.