For His anger is only a moment; in His favor is life. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have torn off my sackcloth, and have clothed me with gladness,

A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the House of David. I will praise You, O Jehovah; for You have lifted me up, and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.

Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy on me; Jehovah, be my helper.

O Jehovah my God, I cried to You, and You have healed me.

O Jehovah, by Your favor You have made my mountain to stand strong; You hid Your face, and I was troubled.

Sing praises to Jehovah, O you saints of His, and give thanks at the memory of His holiness.

I cried to You, O Jehovah; and I prayed to Jehovah.

O Jehovah, You have brought up my soul from the grave; You have kept me alive, so that I should not go down to the Pit.

What profit is in my blood, in going down to the pit? Shall the dust praise You? Shall it tell of Your truth?

so that my glory may sing praise to You, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

And in my blessedness I said, I shall never be moved.