I will exalt you, O Lord,

for you lifted me out of the depths
and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
O Lord my God, I called to you for help

and you healed me.
O Lord, you brought me up from the grave;

you spared me from going down into the pit.

Sing to the Lord, you saints of his;

praise his holy name.
For his anger lasts only a moment,

but his favor lasts a lifetime;
weeping may remain for a night,

but rejoicing comes in the morning.
When I felt secure, I said,

"I will never be shaken."
O Lord, when you favored me,

you made my mountains stand firm;
but when you hid your face,

I was dismayed.

To you, O Lord, I called;

to the Lord I cried for mercy:
"What gain is there in my destruction,

in my going down into the pit?
Will the dust praise you?

Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
Hear, O Lord, and be merciful to me;

O Lord, be my help."

You turned my wailing into dancing;

you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever.

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