Psalms 30:3-9

³Lord, thou leddest out my soul from hell; thou savedest me from them that go down into the pit.

⁴Ye saints of the Lord, sing to the Lord; and acknowledge ye to the mind of his holiness.

⁵For ire is in his indignation; and life is in his will. Weeping shall dwell at eventide; and gladness at the morrowtide.

⁶Forsooth I said in my plenty; I shall not be moved without end.

⁷Lord, in thy will; thou hast given virtue to my fairness. Thou turnedest away thy face from me; and I am made troubled.

⁸Lord, I shall cry to thee; and I shall pray to my God.

⁹What profit is in my blood; while I go down into corruption? Whether dust shall acknowledge to thee; either it shall tell of thy truth?