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.
Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.
Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast
kept me alive, From going down to the pit.
Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at
the remembrance of His holiness,
For -- a moment is in His anger, Life is in
His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.
And I -- I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved -- to the
O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength
to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face -- I have been troubled.
Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make
'What gain is in my blood? In my going down unto
corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to
Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast
loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me with joy.
So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O
Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!