I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me. Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me. Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness. For a moment is passed in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.

⁶As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved. ⁷Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled. ⁸I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication: ⁹What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? ¹⁰Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper. ¹¹Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; ¹²That my glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.

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