A Psalm. A Song aAt the Dedication of the House of David.
1 I will extol You, O Lord, for You have blifted me up,
And have not let my foes crejoice over me.
And You dhealed me.
3 O Lord, eYou brought my soul up from the grave;
You have kept me alive, 1that I should not go down to the pit.
4 fSing praise to the Lord, you saints of His,
And give thanks at the remembrance of 2His holy name.
5 For gHis anger is but for a moment,
hHis favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But 3joy comes in the morning.
“I shall never be 4moved.”
iYou hid Your face, and I was troubled.
And to the Lord I made supplication:
When I go down to the pit?
jWill the dust praise You?
Will it declare Your truth?
Lord, be my helper!”
11 kYou have turned for me my mourning into dancing;
You have put off 5my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,
12 To the end that my 6glory may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.
So with Qr., Tg.; Kt., LXX, Syr., Vg. from those who descend to the pit
Or His holiness
a shout of joy
The sackcloth of my mourning