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My soul yearns for you at night

Yes, my spirit within me

Seeks you at dawn

When your judgment comes upon the earth

Dead they are, they cannot live

Shades that cannot rise

Indeed, you have punished

And destroyed them

And wiped out all memory of them

The wicked, when spared

Do not learn justice

In an upright land they act perversely

And do not see the majesty

Of the Lord

Dead they are, they cannot live

Shades that cannot rise

Indeed, you have punished them!

Lord, oppressed by your punishment

We cried out in anguish under your discipline

As a woman about to give birth

Writhes and cries out in pain

We conceived and writhed in pain

Giving birth only to wind

But your dead shall live

Their corpses shall rise!

Awake and sing, you who lie in the dust!

For your dew is a dew of light

And you cause the land of shades to give birth

Dead they are, they cannot live

Shades that cannot rise

Indeed, you have punished them!