When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
And they sung a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the book, and to open the seals thereof: for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation;