ASV(i)
1 A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House. [A Psalm] of David.
I will extol thee, O Jehovah; for thou hast raised me up,
And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. 2 O Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me. 3 O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol;
Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. 4 Sing praise unto Jehovah, O ye saints of his,
And give thanks to his holy memorial [name]. 5 For his anger is but for a moment;
His favor is for a life-time:
Weeping may tarry for the night,
But joy [cometh] in the morning. 6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved. 7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong:
Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled. 8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah;
And unto Jehovah I made supplication: 9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?
Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? 10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me:
Jehovah, be thou my helper. 11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; 12 To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent.
O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
I will extol thee, O Jehovah; for thou hast raised me up,
And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. 2 O Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me. 3 O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol;
Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. 4 Sing praise unto Jehovah, O ye saints of his,
And give thanks to his holy memorial [name]. 5 For his anger is but for a moment;
His favor is for a life-time:
Weeping may tarry for the night,
But joy [cometh] in the morning. 6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved. 7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong:
Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled. 8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah;
And unto Jehovah I made supplication: 9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?
Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? 10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me:
Jehovah, be thou my helper. 11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; 12 To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent.
O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.