I will extol thee, O Lord; for THOU hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
O Lord my God, I cried unto THEE, and THOU hast 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.
Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of HIS, and give thanks at the remembrance of HIS holiness.
For HIS anger endureth but a moment; in HIS favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
Lord, by THY favour THOU hast made my mountain to stand strong:
THOU didst hide THY face, and I was troubled.
I cried to THEE, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication.
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise THEE? shall it declare THY truth?
Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be THOU my helper.
THOU hast turned for me my mourning into dancing:
THOU hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
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.
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