Verse 1
A psalm, a song for the dedication of the house, of David.
I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Verse 2
I will exalt You, O LORD, for You drew me up and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.
O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
Verse 3
O LORD, my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
Verse 4
O LORD, You brought my soul up from Sheol; You preserved me alive so that I would not go down to the pit.
Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
Verse 5
Sing praises to the LORD, you His faithful ones, and give thanks to His holy name.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
Verse 6
For His anger lasts only a moment, but His favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
Verse 7
As for me, I said in my prosperity, 'I will never be shaken.'
LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
Verse 8
O LORD, by Your favor, You made my mountain stand strong; but when You hid Your face, I was terrified.
I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
Verse 9
To You, O LORD, I call; to the Lord I plead for mercy:
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
Verse 10
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 have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
Verse 11
Hear me, O LORD, and be merciful to me; O LORD, be my helper.
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Verse 12
You have turned my mourning into dancing; You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
Verse 13
so that my glory may sing Your praise and not be silent. O LORD, my God, I will give thanks to You forever.