A psalm. A song. For the dedication of the temple. Of David.

     1             I will exalt you, Lord,

         for you lifted me out of the depths

         and did not let my enemies gloat over me.

     2             Lord my God, I called to you for help,

         and you healed me.

     3             You, Lord, brought me up from the realm of the dead;

         you spared me from going down to the pit.

     4             Sing the praises of the Lord, you his faithful people;

         praise his holy name.

     5             For his anger lasts only a moment,

         but his favor lasts a lifetime;

                  weeping may stay for the night,

         but rejoicing comes in the morning.

     6             When I felt secure, I said,

         “I will never be shaken.”

     7             Lord, when you favored me,

         you made my royal mountain stand firm;

                  but when you hid your face,

         I was dismayed.

     8             To you, Lord, I called;

         to the Lord I cried for mercy:

     9             “What is gained if I am silenced,

         if I go down to the pit?

                  Will the dust praise you?

         Will it proclaim your faithfulness?

     10            Hear, Lord, and be merciful to me;

         Lord, be my help.”

     11            You turned my wailing into dancing;

         you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

     12            that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.

                                    Lord my God, I will praise you forever.