1 I will exalt you, O Lord,
for you have drawn me up from the depths:
and have not suffered my foes to triumph over me.
2 O Lord my God, I cried to you:
and you have made me whole.
3 You brought me back, O Lord, from the land of silence:
you saved my life
from among those that go down to the Pit.
4 Sing praises to the Lord, all you his faithful ones:
and give thanks to his holy name.
5 For if in his anger is havoc,
in his good favour is life:
heaviness may endure for a night,
but joy comes in the morning.
6 In my prosperity I said ‘I shall never be moved:
your goodness, O Lord, has set me on so firm a hill.’
7 Then you hid your face from me:
and I was greatly dismayed.
8 I cried to you, O God:
and made my petition humbly to my Lord.
9 ‘What profit is there in my blood,
if I go down to the Pit:
can the dust give you thanks,
or declare your faithfulness?
10 ‘Hear, O Lord, and be merciful:
O Lord, be my helper.’
11 You have turned my lamentation into dancing:
you have put off my sackcloth and girded me with joy,
12 That my heart may sing your praise and never be silent:
O Lord my God, I will give you thanks for ever.