|A Psalm of David. A Song at the dedication of the Temple.||Thanksgiving.|
|1||I will extol you, O Yahweh, for you have drawn me up, |
and have not let my foes rejoice over me.
|2|| O Yahweh my God, I cried to you for help, |
and you have healed me.
|3|| O Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol, |
restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.
|4||Sing praises to Yahweh, O you his saints, |
and give thanks to his holy name.
|5||For his anger is but for a moment, and his favour is for a lifetime. |
Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
|6||As for me, I said in my prosperity, |
"I shall never be moved."
|7||By your favour, O Yahweh, you had established me as a strong mountain; |
you hid your face, I was dismayed.
|8||To you, O Yahweh, I cried; |
and to Yahweh I made supplication:
|9||"What profit is there in my death, |
if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it tell of your faithfulness?
|10||Hear, O Yahweh, and be gracious to me! |
O Yahweh, be you my helper!"
|11||You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; |
you have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,
|12||that my soul may praise you and not be silent. |
O Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.
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