I will extol You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up,
And have not let my enemies rejoice over me. O LORD my God,
I cried to You for help, and You healed me. O LORD, You have brought up my soul from Sheol;
You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit. Sing praise to the LORD, you His godly ones,
And give thanks to His holy name. For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for a lifetime;
Weeping may last for the night,
But a shout of joy comes in the morning. Now as for me, I said in my prosperity,
“I will never be moved.” O LORD, by Your favor You have made my mountain to stand strong;
You hid Your face, I was dismayed. To You, O LORD, I called,
And to the Lord I made supplication: “What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness? “Hear, O LORD, and be gracious to me;
O LORD, be my helper.” You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;
You have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness, That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O LORD my God, I will give thanks to You forever.