1 I will exalt you, O Lord; for you have lifted me up, and not caused my enemies to rejoice over me.10 The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.11 You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;12 that my glory may sing praise to you, and I may not be pierced with sorrow. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.2 O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.3 O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from among them that go down to the pit.4 Sing to the Lord, you⌃ his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.5 For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favor: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.6 And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.7 O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.8 To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your truth?