1 I will lift You up, O Lord, for You have lifted me up. You have not let those who hate me stand over me in joy.

¶ I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 O Lord my God, I cried to You for help and You healed me.

O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

3 O Lord, You have brought me up from the grave. You have kept me alive, so that I will not go down into the deep.

O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; thou gavest me life from my descent into the grave.

4 S ing praise to the Lord, all you who belong to Him. Give thanks to His holy name.

Let his merciful ones sing unto the LORD, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

5 F or His anger lasts only a short time. But His favor is for life. Crying may last for a night, but joy comes with the new day.

For his anger endures but a moment; in his will is life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

6 A s for me, when all was going well, I said, “I will never be moved.”

¶ And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

7 O Lord, by Your favor You have made my mountain stand strong. But when You hid Your face, I was troubled.

LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong; thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

8 I cried to You, O Lord. I begged the Lord for loving-kindness.

I will cry unto thee, O GOD; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.

9 W hat good will come from my blood, if I go down to the grave? Will the dust thank You? Will it tell how You are faithful?

What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?

10 H ear, O Lord. And show me loving-kindness. O Lord, be my Helper.

Hear, O LORD and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.

11 Y ou have turned my crying into dancing. You have taken off my clothes made from hair, and dressed me with joy.

Thou hast turned my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth and girded me with gladness;

12 S o my soul may sing praise to You, and not be quiet. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

to the end that I may sing glory unto thee and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.