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.
I am 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’s gonna be my strength
REJOICE IN THE LORD ALWAYS
AND AGAIN I SAY REJOICE