7For by your favor, 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 favor, Lord be a helper to me.”
11You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:
Psalms 30
Psalms 30:7-11