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Dieser Song ist ebenfalls aus meinem Album Shear-Jashub, der Text stammt aus der Bibel, New King James Version, die Musik habe ich selbst geschrieben und gespielt.
Es handelt sich um eine unplugged Inner-Court-Version, eine Raumaufnahme aus meinem Gebetsraum, die dann später auf CD aufgenommen wurde. Daher die schlechte Tonqualität.
Es handelt sich um eine unplugged Inner-Court-Version, eine Raumaufnahme aus meinem Gebetsraum, die dann später auf CD aufgenommen wurde. Daher die schlechte Tonqualität.
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 have healed me
O Lord you have brought my soul up from the grave.
You have kept me alive that I should not go down to the pit.
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 favour 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 favour 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.
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing,
you have put off my sack-cloth and clothed me with gladness
to the end that my glory will sing
praise to you and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks
to you forever - forever.
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 have healed me
O Lord you have brought my soul up from the grave.
You have kept me alive that I should not go down to the pit.
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 favour 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 favour 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.
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing,
you have put off my sack-cloth and clothed me with gladness
to the end that my glory will sing
praise to you and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks
to you forever - forever.
