A psalm, a song for the dedication of the house, of David.

I will exalt You, יהוה, because You lifted me up and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.

יהוה my Elohim, I cried out to You, and You healed me.

יהוה, You brought up my soul from Sheol; You kept me alive from those going down to the pit.

Sing to יהוה, O His godly ones, and give thanks to the remembrance of His holiness.

For a moment in His anger, life in His favor; weeping may lodge in the evening, but a shout of joy in the morning.

And I said in my security, I will not be moved forever.

יהוה, by Your favor You made my mountain stand strong; You hid Your face; I was terrified.

To You, יהוה, I will cry, and to Adonai I will plead.

What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? Will dust thank You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?

Hear, יהוה, and be gracious to me; יהוה, be my helper.

You turned my mourning into dancing for me; You loosened my sackcloth and girded me with joy.

So that my glory may sing to You and not be silent; יהוה my Elohim, forever I will thank You.