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3O Lord my God,
I cried unto Thee, and Thou didst heal me;
4O Lord, Thou broughtest up my soul from the nether-world;
Thou didst kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
5Sing praise unto the Lord, O ye His godly ones,
And give thanks to His holy name.
6For His anger is but for a moment, 29
His favour is for a life-time;
Weeping may tarry for the night,
But joy cometh in the morning.
7Now I had said in my security: '
I shall never be moved.'
8Thou hadst established, O Lord, in Thy favour my mountain as a stronghold—
Thou didst hide Thy face; I was affrighted.
9Unto Thee, O Lord, did I call,
And unto the Lord I made supplication:
10'What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?
Shall the dust praise Thee? shall it declare Thy truth?
11Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me;
Lord, be Thou my helper.'
12Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;
13So that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent;
O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.

31 For the Leader. A Psalm of David.

2In thee, O Lord, have I taken refuge; let me never be ashamed;
Deliver me in Thy righteousness.
3Incline Thine ear unto me, deliver me speedily;
Be Thou to me a rock of refuge, even a fortress of defence, to save me.
4For Thou art my rock and my fortress;
Therefore for Thy name's sake lead me and guide me.
5Bring me forth out of the net that they have hidden for me;
For Thou art my stronghold.
6Into Thy hand I commit my spirit;
Thou hast redeemed me, O Lord, Thou God of truth.
7I hate them that regard lying vanities;
But I trust in the Lord.
8I will be glad and rejoice in Thy lovingkindness;
For Thou hast seen mine affliction,
Thou hast taken cognizance of the troubles of my soul,
9And Thou hast not given me over into the hand of the enemy;
Thou hast set my feet in a broad place.
10Be gracious unto me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
Mine eye wasteth away with vexation, yea, my soul and my body.
11For my life is spent in sorrow, and my years in sighing;
My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted away.
12Because of all mine adversaries I am become a reproach,
Yea, unto my neighbours exceedingly, and a dread to mine acquaintance;
They that see me without flee from me.
13I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind;