1 A Psalm. -- A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

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

2 J ehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

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

3 J ehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down the pit.

O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

4 S ing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

5 F or -- a moment in His anger, Life in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

6 A nd I -- I have said in mine ease, `I am not moved -- to the age.

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

7 O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face -- I have been troubled.

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

8 U nto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.

I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication.

9 ` What gain in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

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 Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'

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

11 T hou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me joy.

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

12 S o that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

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