Ah, Lord, honored must thou be.
All the earth's dry, I can see.
Noah's Wife:
Son-nes, open wide the door;
See the plank be shoved ashore;
Lead the animals before
Right merrily.
First Son's Wife (beckoning others):
Sisters, come; dance and sing!
The earth is all a-blossoming.
Second Son's Wife:
Sing and dance with glee and mirth;
For the floods have left the earth.
Third Son's Wife:
Raise your voices with a shout: