1I will extol thee, O Jehovah ; for thou hast raised me up, And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me . 2O Jehovah my God , I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me . 3O Jehovah , thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
The Danger of Pride and the Need for Humility
4Sing praise unto Jehovah , O ye saints of his , And give thanks to his holy memorial name . 5For his anger is but for a moment; His favor is for a life-time: Weeping may tarry for the night, But joy cometh in the morning. 6As for me , I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved. 7Thou, Jehovah , of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
Crying Out to God in Distress
8I cried to thee , O Jehovah ; And unto Jehovah I made supplication: 9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? 10Hear , O Jehovah , and have mercy upon me : Jehovah , be thou my helper.
Joy Comes in the Morning
11Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; 12To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.