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