Judith Weir
Drop down ye heavens from above,
and let the skies pour down righteousness.
Comfort ye, comfort ye my people;
my salvation shall not tarry.
I have blotted out as a thick cloud,
thy transgressions:
Fear not, for I will save thee;
For I am the Lord thy God,
the holy one of Israel,
thy redeemer.
Drop down ye heavens from above,
and let the skies pour down righteousness.
translation of Rorate Coeli, Advent Prose