Оригинален текст
I`m trading my sorrows,
I´m trading my shame,
I´m laying them down for the joy of the Lord
I'm trading my sickness,
I'm trading my pain,
I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord
We say, yes Lord, yes Lord, yes, yes Lord
Yes Lord,yes Lord,yes,yes Lord ,amen
I'm pressed, but not crushed,
persecuted, not abandoned,
Struck down,but not destroyed,
I'm blessed beyond the curse
For his promise will endure,
That his joy's gonna be my strength
Though the sorrow may last for the night
His joy come with the morning.