1I will praise you, O LORD, for you have lifted me up. You have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
2O LORD my God, I cried to you, and you healed me.
3O LORD, you brought my soul up from the grave. You kept me alive, so that I would not go down to the pit.
4Sing to the LORD, you his saints. Give thanks when you remember his holiness.
5For his anger lasts only a moment; in his favour is life. Weeping may stay for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
6When all was going well with me, I said, "I will never be moved."
7LORD, by your favour you made my mountain stand strong. You hid your face, and I was troubled.
8I cried to you, O LORD. To the LORD I made my plea:
9"What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your truth?"
10"Hear, O LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper."
11You have turned my mourning into dancing. You have taken off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,
12so that my glory may sing praise to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks for ever.