Psalm 30 Poem by Frank McEleny

Weeping may endure through the night
But joy comes in the morning
You brought my soul up from the grave
And now I dance instead of mourning

Oh Lord will the dust praise you?
Can it declare your truth and sing?
Can it rise up amongst the people?
And decalare you most holy King

Give life to your saints
And breathe on them
Raise them up that they may testify
Of your glory and grace
And your glorious face
Let you majesty fill the night sky