11 Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;
12 So that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent; O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.
11 Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;
12 So that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent; O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.