I Hear the Sound of Victory
‘You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, Sing praise to the Lord , you saints of His, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name. For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning. Now in my prosperity I said, “I shall never be moved.” Lord , by Your favor You have made my mountain stand strong; You hid Your face, and I was troubled. I cried out to You, O Lord ; And to the Lord I made supplication: “What profit is there in my blood, When I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your truth? Hear, O Lord , and have mercy on me; Lord , be my helper!” To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever. I will extol You, O Lord , for You have lifted me up, And have not let my foes rejoice over me. O Lord my God, I cried out to You, And You healed me. O Lord , You brought my soul up from the grave; You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.’
Psalms 30:1-12
