11 I exalt you, LORD, because you pulled me up; you didn't let my enemies celebrate over me.
2LORD, my God, I cried out to you for help, and you healed me.
3LORD, you brought me up from the grave, brought me back to life from among those going down to the pit.
4You who are faithful to the LORD, sing praises to him; give thanks to his holy name!
5His anger lasts for only a second, but his favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay all night, but by morning, joy!
6When I was comfortable, I said, "I will never stumble."
7Because it pleased you, LORD, you made me a strong mountain. But then you hid your presence. I was terrified.
8I cried out to you, LORD. I begged my Lord for mercy:
9"What is to be gained by my spilled blood, by my going down into the pit? Does dust thank you? Does it proclaim your faithfulness?
10LORD, listen and have mercy on me! LORD, be my helper!"
11You changed my mourning into dancing. You took off my funeral clothes and dressed me up in joy
12so that my whole being might sing praises to you and never stop. LORD, my God, I will give thanks to you forever.