| 2 I extol you, O Lord, for you have rescued me; my enemies will not gloat over me. | |
| 3 O Lord my God, I called to you for help, and you healed me. | |
| 4 O Lord, you have brought me up from the grave, you gave me life when I was going to the pit. | |
| 5 Sing to the Lord, O you his saints, give thanks and praise to his holy name. | |
| 6 For his anger lasts but a little while, and his kindness all through life. Weeping may tarry for the night, but rejoicing comes with the dawn. | |
| 7 Once in my prosperity I said, “I shall not be troubled.” | |
| 8 Yet it was you, O Lord, who made me stand on the rock; as soon as you hid your face, I wavered! | |
| 9 To you, O Lord, I called; to you I begged for mercy: | |
| 10 “What good would there be in my destruction, in my going down to the pit? Would my dust give you praise? Would it prove your faithfulness? | |
| 11 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me; O Lord, be my protector.” | |
| 12 But now, you have turned my mourning into rejoicing; you have taken off my sackcloth and wrapped me in the garments of gladness. | |
| 13 And so my soul, no longer silent, now sings praise without ceasing. O Lord my God, forever will I give you thanks. | |
