Trading My Sorrows - Paul Baloche, Lincoln Brewster

I’m trading my sorrows, I’m trading my shame

I’m laying them down for the joy of the Lord, yeah

I’m trading my sickness, I’m trading my pain

I’m laying them down for the joy of the Lord

We sing, 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 gonna be my strength

Though the sorrow may last for the night

His joy comes with the morning

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

We sing, yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes, Lord

Yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes, Lord

Yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes, Lord, Amen

We sing, yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes, Lord

We sing, yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes, Lord

We sing, 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 gonna be my strength

Though my sorrows may last for the night

His joy comes with the morning

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’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