Put on the garments of praise
For the spirit of heaviness
Let the oil of gladness
Flow down from Your throne
Put on the garments of praise
For the spirit of heaviness
Your joy is my strength alone
My strength alone
May these broken weary bones
Rise to dance again
Wet this dry and thirsty land
With a river
Lord our eyes are fixed on You
And we are waiting
For Your garland of grace
As we praise Your name.