Day the desert blooms
1Deserts will celebrate,
For the parched lands
Are going to bloom like a crocus. [1]
It’s going to get loud and happy.
The desert’s beauty will rival
Lebanon’s forest,
Carmel’s mountains,
And the Plains of Sharon.
People will see our God’s power.
They’ll see how wonderful he really is.
Give us strength for what we’ve got to do
3Strengthen our weak hands for what’s ahead.
And steady our tiring, trembling knees. [2]
“Don’t be scared. Be strong, instead.
Your God is here.
He’s here to settle the score
And to punish those who hurt you.
He has come to your rescue.”
5Blind people will see.
Deaf people will hear. [3]
6Folks who couldn’t walk
Will leap like running deer.
People who couldn’t talk
Will sing for joy.
What a change is coming:
Water in the desert,
Streams across the sprawling sands.
7Scorched land becomes a lake.
Parched ground becomes a spring.
The home of desert jackals becomes a wetland marsh
Where reeds and papyrus grow.
Highway for God’s people
8A Way will appear, a path to take.
People will call it the Holy [4] Way.
It’s reserved for people walking that Way. [5]
People going in other directions
Can’t take this path.
Foolish people go another way.
No wild animals will attack. [6]
They’re nowhere around.
This road is reserved for God’s people.
10The LORD’s people will come home singing,
Hitting the high notes when they hit Jerusalem.
They’ll have joy from head to toe
Pouring out in song,
With happiness, now and never ending.
Sadness and heartache
Back away and disappear.




