Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
The LORD was ready to save me: therefore we will sing my songs to the stringed instruments all the days of our life in the house of the LORD.
Show me favour, O Yahweh! Behold my humiliation due to them who hate me, Lift me on high out of the gates of death;
For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, - He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.
Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me, - Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:
O My Lord! my lips, wilt thou open, And, my mouth, shall declare thy praise.
I will enter thy house with ascending-sacrifices, I will pay unto thee my vows,
To the stringed
Praise him, with timbrel and dance, - Praise him, with stringed instrument and flute,
Yahweh, My Lord, is my strength, therefore hath he made my feet like hinds, and, upon my high places, will he cause me to march along. To the chief musician, on my double harp.
But, one from among them, beholding that he was healed, returned, with a loud voice, glorifying God, -