12 The grasslands of the wilderness overflow;

the hills are clothed with gladness.

13 The meadows are covered with flocks

and the valleys are mantled with grain;

they shout for joy and sing.

12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness:

And the little hills rejoice on every side.

13 The pastures are clothed with flocks;

The valleys also are covered over with corn;

They shout for joy, they also sing.

12 The grasslands of the wilderness become a lush pasture,

and the hillsides blossom with joy.

13 The meadows are clothed with flocks of sheep,

and the valleys are carpeted with grain.

They all shout and sing for joy!

12 They drop on the pastures of the wilderness,

And the little hills rejoice on every side.

13 The pastures are clothed with flocks;

The valleys also are covered with grain;

They shout for joy, they also sing.

12 The desert is covered with grass

and the hills with happiness.

13 The pastures are full of flocks,

and the valleys are covered with grain.

Everything shouts and sings for joy.

12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness;

And the hills are girded with joy.

13 The pastures are clothed with flocks;

The valleys also are covered over with grain;

They shout for joy, they also sing.

12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness, and the hills are girded with gladness. 13 The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, yea, they sing.

12 The pastures in the desert overflow ⸤with richness⸥. 

The hills are surrounded with joy. 

13 The pastures are covered with flocks. 

The valleys are carpeted with grain. 

All of them shout triumphantly. Indeed, they sing. 

12 The wilderness pastures overflow,

and the hills are robed with joy.

13 The pastures are clothed with flocks

and the valleys covered with grain.

They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.

12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow,

the hills gird themselves with joy,

13 the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,

the valleys deck themselves with grain,

they shout and sing together for joy.

12 They drop on the pastures of the wilderness,

and the hills gird themselves with joy.

13 The pasturelands put on flocks,

and the valleys clothe themselves with grain.

They shout in triumph;

they even sing.

12 The grass grows thick even in the desert.

The hills are dressed with gladness.

13 The meadows are covered with flocks and herds.

The valleys are dressed with grain.

They sing and shout with joy.

12 The pastures of the wilderness drip,

And the hills gird themselves with rejoicing.

13 The meadows are clothed with flocks

And the valleys are covered with grain;

They shout for joy, yes, they sing.