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I will extol you, O Lord , because you have lifted me up, and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.
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I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.
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You have brought me up, Lord , from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me.
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Sing praise to the Lord , faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.
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For his anger lasts only a moment, his favor endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.
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When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.
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For by your favor, O Lord , you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.
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Then to you, Lord , I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,
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“What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?
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Hear, Lord , and show me your favor, Lord be a helper to me.”
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You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:
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that unceasingly I should sing your praise, and give thanks to you, Lord my God, forever.