1A psalm of David. A song for the dedication of the Temple. I will extol you, O Lord, because you have lifted me up, and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.
2I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.
3You have brought me up, Lord, from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me.
4Sing praise to the Lord, faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.
5For his anger lasts only a moment, his favour endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.
6When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.
7For by your favour, O Lord, you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.
8Then to you, Lord, I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,
9“What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?
10Hear, Lord, and show me your favour, Lord be a helper to me.”