You Turned My Mourning into Dancing 1 DRA A psalm of a canticle, at the dedication of David’s house. I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me. BSB BSB: A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.
2 DRA O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me. BSB BSB: O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
3 DRA Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit. BSB BSB: O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol; You spared me from descending into the Pit.
4 DRA Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness. BSB BSB: Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name.
5 DRA For wrath is in his indignation; and life in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness. BSB BSB: For His anger is fleeting, but His favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 DRA And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved. BSB BSB: In prosperity I said, “I will never be shaken.”
7 DRA O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled. BSB BSB: O LORD, You favored me; You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
8 DRA To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God. BSB BSB: To You, O LORD, I called, and I begged my Lord for mercy:
9 DRA What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth? BSB BSB: “What gain is there in my bloodshed, in my descent to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?
10 DRA The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper. BSB BSB: Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy; O LORD, be my helper.”
11 DRA Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness: BSB BSB: You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
12 DRA To the end that my glory may sing to thee, and I may not regret: O Lord my God, I will give praise to thee for ever. BSB BSB: that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.
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