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Trading My Sorrows

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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 

Yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes yes, Lord, 
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 am blessed beyond the curse 
For His promise will endure 
That His joy is going 
To be my strength 

Though my sorrows may last for the night 
His joy comes with the morning