1A Psalm of David. A song at the dedication of the temple. I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up and have not let my foes rejoice over me.
2O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.
3O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Sheol; you restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit.1
4Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name.2
5For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime.3 Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
6As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
7By your favor, O Lord, you made my mountain stand strong; you hid your face; I was dismayed.
8To you, O Lord, I cry, and to the Lord I plead for mercy:
9“What profit is there in my death,4 if I go down to the pit?5 Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?
10Hear, O Lord, and be merciful to me! O Lord, be my helper!”
11You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,
12that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
1 Or to life, that I should not go down to the pit
2 Hebrew to the memorial of his holiness (see Exodus 3:15)
