Psalms 30:7-12

⁷Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

⁸I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:

⁹What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

¹⁰Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me: Jehovah, be thou my helper.

¹¹Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

¹²To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.