For a moment in his anger; life in his acceptance: weeping shall lodge in the evening, and rejoicing for the morning.

Thou didst turn my wailing to dancing to me: thou didst loose my sackcloth, and thou wilt gird me with gladness;

Chanting a song of consecration of the house of David. I will exalt thee, O Jehovah, for thou didst draw me out, and thou didst not gladden mine enemies to me.

Hear, O Jehovah, and pity me: O Jehovah, be a helper to me.

O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou wilt heal me.

O Jehovah, in thy good will thou didst cause strength to stand for my mountain: thou didst cover thy face, I was in trepidation.

Play on the harp to Jehovah, ye his godly ones, and praise at the remembrance of his holiness.

To thee, O Jehovah, will I call, and to Jehovah will I make supplication.

O Jehovah, thou broughtest up my soul from hades: thou didst save me alive from those going down to the pit

What the profit in my blood in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it announce thy truth?

So that glory shall play on the harp to thee, and shall not be silent O Jehovah my God, I will praise thee forever.

And I said in my security, I shall not be moved forever.