PS 30:11

You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,


PS 149:3

Let them praise His name with dancing; Let them sing praises to Him with timbrel and lyre.


PS 18:33-34

He makes my feet like hinds’ feet and sets me upon my high places.  He trains my hands for battle, so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.