The days are coming soon again
the vats shall overflow
the former rain, the promised grain
the fig tree sprout and grow
Rejoice and know the threshing floors
will once more fill with wheat
red wine and oil will burst their flasks
wild berries soon taste sweet
Those many years of drought and blight
and dusty fields of yore
inhabited by locust swarms
will thrive with corn once more
Be glad you children and your land
rejoice and know your path
will soon ascend to mountain tops
forgot all dearth and wrath
You are beloved through the droughts
for far beyond the sun
the showers of the Lord await
to nourish everyone
The days are coming soon again
the vats shall overflow
the former rain, the promised grain
the fig tree sprout and grow.
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