Cântăre The trees of the field

You shall go out with joy

And be led forth with peace.

The mountains and the hills

Will break forth before you;

There'll be shouts of joy,

And all the trees of the field

Will clap, will clap their hands.



And all the trees of the field

Will clap their hands, # #

The trees of the field

Will clap their hands, # #

The trees of the field

Will clap their hands, # #

While you go out with joy.