David sings praises and gives thanks to the Lord—He pleads for mercy.

 I WILL extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

 O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast ^ahealed me.

 O LORD, thou hast ^abrought^• up my ^bsoul^• from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

 Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

 ^aFor^• his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but ^bjoy cometh in the morning.

 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

 LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy ^aface^•, and I was troubled.

 I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.

 ^aWhat^• profit is there in my ^bblood^•, when I go down to the pit? Shall the ^cdust^• praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.

 Thou hast turned for me my ^amourning^• into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with ^bgladness^•;

 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.