A Psalm of a Song at the dedication of the house of David

1 I will exalt thee, O Jehovah! for thou hast raised me up, And hast not made glad my enemies over me.

2 O Jehovah, my God! I have cried to thee, And thou hast healed me.

3 O Jehovah! thou hast brought up from the grove my soul; Thou hast quickened me from among those who descend into the pit.

4 Sing to Jehovah, O ye his meek ones! And acknowledge the memorial of his holiness.

5 For there is only a moment in his anger, But life in his favor: In the evening will lodge weeping, And in the morning shall come exultation.

6 But as for me I had said in my tranquillity, "I shall not be moved for ever."

7 O Jehovah! in thy good pleasure Thou hast established strength to my mountain; Thou didst hide thy face, I was confounded.

8 O Jehovah! to thee I cried, And to my Lord I made supplication.

9 What profit shall there be in my blood, When I descend into the pit? Celebrate thee shall the dust? Shall it proclaim thy truth?

10 Hear, O Jehovah! and have mercy upon me; O Jehovah! be thou a helper to me.

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

12 That celebrate thee in psalms may my glory, and not be silent: O Jehovah, my God! for ever will I celebrate thee.