A psalm. A song. For the dedication of the temple. Of David.
1I will exalt you, Lord, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me.2Lord my God, I called to you for help, and you healed me.3You, Lord, brought me up from the realm of the dead; you spared me from going down to the pit.4Sing the praises of the Lord, you his faithful people; praise his holy name.5For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favour lasts a lifetime; weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.6When I felt secure, I said, ‘I shall never be shaken.’7Lord, when you favoured me, you made my royal mountain stand firm; but when you hid your face, I was dismayed.8To you, Lord, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy:9‘What is gained if I am silenced, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness?10Hear, Lord, and be merciful to me; Lord, be my help.’11You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,12that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you for ever.