11 You turned my wailing into dancing;

you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

12 that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.

Lord my God, I will praise you forever.

11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;

you have loosed my sackcloth

and clothed me with gladness,

12 that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing:

Thou hast put off 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 unto thee for ever.

11 You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing.

You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy,

12 that I might sing praises to you and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever!

11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;

You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,

12 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.

11 You changed my sorrow into dancing.

You took away my clothes of sadness,

and clothed me in happiness.

12 I will sing to you and not be silent.

Lord, my God, I will praise you forever.

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;

Thou hast 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 Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; 12 That my glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.

11 You have changed my sobbing into dancing. 

You have removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy 

12 so that my soulmay praise you with music and not be silent. 

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever. 

11 You turned my lament into dancing;

You removed my sackcloth

and clothed me with gladness,

12 so that I can sing to You and not be silent.

Lord my God, I will praise You forever.

11 You have turned my mourning into dancing;

you have taken off my sackcloth

and clothed me with joy,

12 so that my soul may praise you and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.

11 You have turned my wailing into my dancing.

You have removed my sackcloth

and clothed me with joy

12 so that I may sing praises to you

and not be quiet.

O Yahweh, my God,

I will give thanks to you forever.

11 You turned my loud crying into dancing.

You removed my black clothes and dressed me with joy.

12 So my heart will sing to you. I can’t keep silent.

Lord, my God, I will give you thanks forever.