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 had 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.





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