11 Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.
12 So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!
11 Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.
12 So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!