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I

I praise you, Lord, for you raised me up
    and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.

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Lord, you brought my soul up from Sheol;
    you let me live, from going down to the pit.[a](A)

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Footnotes

  1. 30:4 Sheol…pit: the shadowy underworld residence of the spirits of the dead, here a metaphor for near-death.

II

Sing praise to the Lord, you faithful;
    give thanks to his holy memory.
For his anger lasts but a moment;
    his favor a lifetime.
At dusk weeping comes for the night;
    but at dawn there is rejoicing.

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11 Hear, O Lord, have mercy on me;
    Lord, be my helper.”

IV

12 You changed my mourning into dancing;
    you took off my sackcloth
    and clothed me with gladness.(A)

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13 So that my glory may praise you
    and not be silent.
O Lord, my God,
    forever will I give you thanks.

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