I'm trading my sorrows.

I'm laying it down for the Joy of the Lord. (:

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
Yea His joy's gonna be my strength.

Though the sorrow may last for the night, His joy comes in the morning.
"Mornings don't just refer to AM. Mornings happen when you wake up."

Wake up O my soul, for morning has come!
Rejoice O my soul, for morning has come!
And mourning shall cease.
For I will hope in the everlasting One,
And I'll break forth in shouts of praise,
because my God is faithful and He is worthy.