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They 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 tress sof 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, As we go out with jouy!
They shall go out with joy |
Words and music by Steffi Geiser Rubin |
© 1975 Lillenas Publishing Co. All rights reserved. Stuart Dauermann |