Thanksgiving for Deliverance from Death
1 I will extol thee, O Lord ; for thou hast lifted me up, And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 O Lord , thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
4 Sing unto the Lord , O ye saints of his, And give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5 For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7 Lord , by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8 I cried to thee, O Lord ; And unto the Lord I made supplication.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10 Hear, O Lord , and have mercy upon me: Lord , be thou my helper.
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: Thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
