1.O LORD, I will extol you,
for you have lifted me;
my foes you kept from boasting
and gloating over me.
O LORD, my God, I pleaded
that you might heal and save;
you brought my soul from Sheol,
restored me from the grave.

2.His holy name remember;
you saints, the LORD now praise;
his anger lasts a moment,
his favor all our days;
for though the tears of weeping
may tarry for a night,
there comes a shout of gladness
when dawns the morning light.

3.In prosp’rous days I boasted,
“Unmoved I shall remain,”
for LORD, by your good favor
my mountain you maintained.
But when your face was hidden,
my heart was terrified.
To you, O LORD, I pleaded;
for mercy, Lord, I cried.

4.What profit if I perish,
if I descend to death?
Shall dust proclaim your praises
or speak your faithfulness?
O LORD, on me have mercy,
and my petition hear;
that you may be my helper,
in mercy, LORD, appear.

5.You turned my grief to dancing,
from sackcloth set me free.
You clothed me ’round with gladness;
I shall not silent be.
My soul will sing your praises,
your name will I adore;
O LORD, my God, I thank you,
both now and evermore!