MKJV(i)
9 What profit is in my blood, in going down to the pit? Shall the dust praise You? Shall it tell of Your truth?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy on me; Jehovah, be my helper.
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have torn off my sackcloth, and have clothed me with gladness,
12 so that my glory may sing praise to You, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to You forever.