Now You Will Sing the Lord's Song

By waters you sat and wept, away from where you once dwelled.

Your drums and flutes lied silent in the dust.

Your tongues became dry and stuck to the roofs of your mouths.

Your hearts, though made of stone, shattered.

Behold, I have made you a new heart of flesh.

Come to my mountain.

Let your hands remember their skill.

Let your tongues be loosed.

Pick up your drums again.

Now you will sing the Lord's Song.