When I felt secure, I said, "I will never be shaken."17
O LORD, when you favored me, you made my mountaina stand firm; but when you hid your face,2 I was dismayed.
To you, O LORD, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy:
"What gain is there in my destruction,b in my going down into the pit?3 Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness?410
Hear,5 O LORD, and be merciful to me;6 O LORD, be my help.7"
You turned my wailing8 into dancing;9 you removed my sackcloth10 and clothed me with joy,1112
that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks12 forever.13