I WILL magnify thee, O LORD; for thou hast set me up, * and not made my foes to triumph over me.
 
O LORD my God, I cried unto thee; * and thou hast healed me.
 
Thou, LORD, hast brought my soul out of hell: * thou hast kept my life, that I should not go down into the pit.
 
Sing praises unto the LORD, O ye saints of his; * and give thanks unto him, for a remembrance of his holiness.
 
For his wrath endureth but the twinkling of an eye, and in his pleasure is life; * heaviness may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
 
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be removed: * thou, LORD, of thy goodness, hast made my hill so strong.
 
Thou didst turn thy face from me, * and I was troubled.
 
Then cried I unto thee, O LORD; * and gat me to my LORD right humbly.
 
What profit is there in my blood, * when I go down into the pit?
 
Shall the dust give thanks unto thee? * or shall it declare thy truth?
 
Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me; * LORD, be thou my helper.
 
Thou hast turned my heaviness into joy; * thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:
 
Therefore shall every good man sing of thy praise without ceasing. * O my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

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