"Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: Thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; to the end that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent" (Psalm 30:11,12).
How can I be silent? Why shouldn't I sing?
God has replaced my sackcloth of sadness!
The grave has been conquered! Death lost its sting!
I'm dancing with joy and I'm girded with gladness!
It doesn't make sense to go on in sorrow:
The Lord is my Savior and very best Friend!
He's always been faithful, He will be tomorrow,
And shall be forever, for days without end.
The reason for silence has vanished away;
The reason for singing is clearly in view:
Once, like a sheep, I was going astray.
Now I am saved, and I'm heaven bound too!
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