Sing praise to the Lord
O ye, His saints
Sing praise to the Lord
O ye, His saints
And give thanks, and give thanks
To His holy name
So sing praise to the Lord
O ye, His saints
For His favor, His favor
His favor is life
Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning
You have turned for me
My mourning into dancing
You have loosed my sackcloth
And girded me with gladness
That my glory may sing
That my glory may sing Your praises
And not be silent
That my glory may sing, and not be silent
O Lord, my God
O Lord, my God
I will give thanks
I will give thanks to You forever