yet will I praise the Lord

Tiredness creeps through joints and freezes bone.
Lifting a hand is a job for another day.
I've been a busy; I've been a happy-worker drone.
And for all my work, there's more to be done anyway.

Yet will I praise the Lord of Heaven and earth.
Rejoice, all peoples of the nations!
Shout and sing! Make known Messiah's birth.
Rejoice, all peoples and make celebrations!