Psalm 30: 11 “You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have taken off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, 12 That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.”
King David probably wrote this psalm while he was still herding his father’s sheep. Sheep make a wonderful audience; you can dance and look silly, and the sheep won’t care. Later when King David was bringing the ark into Jerusalem, he danced down the main street of town, leading the worship. Who knows? It’s quite possible that when the angels appeared to the shepherds, they might have been amusing themselves by playing on some kind of flute and singing. And when the shepherds returned from Bethlehem rejoicing? Why wouldn’t they have danced for joy then?
During the Middle Ages, many people were illiterate; if they were to hear the Gospel, it would have to be presented in art, in dance, or in productions known as “Miracle Plays.” Part of the reason for the magnificent stain glass windows in the cathedrals was to illustrate the stories of the Bible. St. Francis of Assisi is supposed to have initiated one of the first living nativity scenes so that everyone could see the Christmas story re – enacted.
The words copied here are part of a much longer song that portrayed the birth, life, death, and resurrection of Jesus. There are many movingly lovely versions on YouTube, but the link above is particularly good because it’s likely that this is what the production in the cathedral may have looked like originally. Listen to the music and allow the love of Jesus to fill your hearts with joy!
TOMORROW SHALL BE MY DANCING DAY
Tomorrow shall be my dancing day; I would my true love did so chance
To see the legend of my play, To call my true love to my dance;
Chorus
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love,
This have I done for my true love
Then was I born of a virgin pure, Of her I took fleshly substance
Thus was I knit to man’s nature To call my true love to my dance. Chorus
In a manger laid, and wrapped I was So very poor, this was my chance
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass To call my true love to my dance. Chorus
Then afterwards baptized I was; The Holy Ghost on me did glance,
My Father’s voice heard from above, To call my true love to my dance. Chorus
Then down to hell I took my way For my true love’s deliverance,
And rose again on the third day, Up to my true love and the dance. Chorus
Then up to heaven I did ascend, Where now I dwell in sure substance
On the right hand of God, that man May come unto the general dance. Chorus
PRAYER: Father, today we need joy as never before! Many of us are facing bleak circumstances and problems that appear insurmountable. But Lord, you are the one who can turn our mourning into dancing. Today, please enter our hearts and fill us with love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self – control – all the fruits of your Holy Spirit. And help us to rejoice in You! Amen.