11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,
12 to the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.
11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,
12 to the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.