[1] I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
[2] Yahweh my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
[3] Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
[4] Sing praise to Yahweh, you saints of his. Give thanks to his holy name.
[5] For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
[6] As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
[7] You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
[8] I cried to you, Yahweh. To Yahweh I made supplication:
[9] “What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
[10] Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me. Yahweh, be my helper.”
[11] You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
[12] To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever!