1 I will praise you, Lord!

You saved me from the grave

and kept my enemies

from celebrating my death.

2 I prayed to you, Lord God,

and you healed me,

3 saving me from death

and the grave.

4 Your faithful people, Lord,

will praise you with songs

and honor your holy name.

5 Your anger lasts a little while,

but your kindness lasts

for a lifetime.

At night we may cry,

but when morning comes

we will celebrate.

6 I felt secure and thought,

"I'll never be shaken!"

7 You, Lord, were my friend,

and you made me strong

as a mighty mountain.

But when you hid your face,

I was crushed.

8 I prayed to you, Lord,

and in my prayer I said,

9 "What good will it do you

if I am in the grave?

Once I have turned to dust,

how can I praise you

or tell how loyal you are?

10 Have pity, Lord! Help!"

11 You have turned my sorrow

into joyful dancing.

No longer am I sad

and wearing sackcloth.*

12 I thank you from my heart,

and I will never stop

singing your praises,

my Lord and my God.