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I will extol you, O
and did not let my foes rejoice over me.
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O
and you have healed me.
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O
restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit. 1
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Sing praises to the
and give thanks to his holy name.
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For his anger is but for a moment;
his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may linger for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.
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As for me, I said in my prosperity,
"I shall never be moved."
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By your favor, O
you had established me as a strong mountain;
you hid your face;
I was dismayed.
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To you, O
and to the
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"What profit is there in my death,
if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it tell of your faithfulness?
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Hear, O
O
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You have turned my mourning into dancing;
you have taken off my sackcloth
and clothed me with joy,
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so that my soul 2 may praise you and not be silent.
O