1 I will extol you, O LORD, for you have lifted me up and have not made my enemies glad over me.
2 O LORD my God, I cried out to you, and you healed me.
3 O LORD, you have brought my soul up from Sheol; you have preserved my life, that I should not go down to the pit.
4 Make music to the LORD, you his godly ones, and give thanks to his holy name.
5 For his anger lasts a moment, his favor a lifetime; in the evening weeping may come to lodge, but in the morning, a shout of joy.
6 As for me, I said in my ease, "I will never be moved."
7 O LORD, by your favor you made my mountain stand firm; you hid your face, and I was terrified.
8 To you, O LORD, I called, and to the Lord I made supplication:
9 "What gain is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? Will dust give you thanks? Will it tell of your truth?
10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy on me; O LORD, be a helper to me."
11 You have turned my lament into dancing for me; you have taken off my sackcloth and wrapped me in joy,
12 so that my glory may make music to you and not keep silent. O LORD my God, I will thank you forever.