Na Terra Seca

In the dry and barren land
The rain from the sky, came down
Covering the valleys, opening the springs
Taking away the mourning and bringing in color

Garment of praise
Instead of anguished spirit
Robe of justice
Instead of the shame of sin

You changed my tears into a celebration
Instead of sadness, You gave me double joy
Instead of dishonor, honor
And a new winner's name

From the despised on that I was
Now He calls me: A city that is not deserted
Restored ruins
Where there is dancing and shouts of praise