YLT(i)
7 O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face—I have been troubled.
8 Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
9 `What gain is in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
11 Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me with joy.
12 So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!