Psalms 30:7-12

Rotherham(i) 7 O Yahweh, in thy good–pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong,––Thou didst hide thy face––I was dismayed! 8 Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry,––and, unto My Lord, do I make supplication: 9 What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness? 10 Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become thou a helper unto me. 11 Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me,––Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness: 12 To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age–abiding, will I praise thee.