[1] I will praise you, Lord, for you have saved me from my enemies. You refuse to let them triumph over me. [2] O Lord my God, I pleaded with you, and you gave me my health again. [3] You brought me back from the brink of the grave, from death itself, and here I am alive! [4] Oh, sing to him you saints of his; give thanks to his holy name. [5] His anger lasts a moment; his favor lasts for life! Weeping may go on all night, but in the morning there is joy. [6] In my prosperity I said, "This is forever; nothing can stop me now! The Lord has shown me his favor. He has made me steady as a mountain." Then, Lord, you turned your face away from me and cut off your river of blessings. Suddenly my courage was gone; I was terrified and panic-stricken. [8] I cried to you, O Lord; oh, how I pled: [9] "What will you gain, O Lord, from killing me? How can I praise you then to all my friends? How can my dust in the grave speak out and tell the world about your faithfulness? [10] Hear me, Lord; oh, have pity and help me." [11] Then he turned my sorrow into joy! He took away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy [12] so that I might sing glad praises to the Lord instead of lying in silence in the grave. O Lord my God, I will keep on thanking you forever!
