A Psalm of a Song at the dedication of the house of David
1 I will exalt thee, O Jehovah! for thou hast raised me up, And hast not made glad my enemies over me.
2 O Jehovah, my God! I have cried to thee, And thou hast healed me.
3 O Jehovah! thou hast brought up from the grove my soul; Thou hast quickened me from among those who descend into the pit.
4 Sing to Jehovah, O ye his meek ones! And acknowledge the memorial of his holiness.
5 For there is only a moment in his anger, But life in his favor: In the evening will lodge weeping, And in the morning shall come exultation.
6 But as for me I had said in my tranquillity, |I shall not be moved for ever.|
7 O Jehovah! in thy good pleasure Thou hast established strength to my mountain; Thou didst hide thy face, I was confounded.
8 O Jehovah! to thee I cried, And to my Lord I made supplication.
9 What profit shall there be in my blood, When I descend into the pit? Celebrate thee shall the dust? Shall it proclaim thy truth?
10 Hear, O Jehovah! and have mercy upon me; O Jehovah! be thou a helper to me.
11 Thou hast turned my mourning into dancing for me; Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girded me with gladness.
12 That celebrate thee in psalms may my glory, and not be silent: O Jehovah, my God! for ever will I celebrate thee.