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I will extol you, O LORD, for you have lifted me up, *
and have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
O LORD my God, I cried out to you for help, *
and you have healed me.
O LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol; *
you restored me to life, that I should not go down to the pit.
Sing praise to the LORD, O you his saints, *
and give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger is but for a moment; *
his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may remain for the night, *
but joy comes in the morning.
As for me, I said in my prosperity, *
"I shall never be moved.”
By your favor, O LORD, you made my mountain stand strong; *
but when you hid your face, I was filled with fear.
To you, O LORD, I cried out; *
to the Lord I made my supplication:
"What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? *
Will the dust praise you? Will it declare your faithfulness?
Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me! *
O LORD, be my helper!”
You have turned my mourning into dancing; *
you have removed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,
So that my soul may sing your praise and not be silent. *
O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever!