When I was prosperous, I said, “Nothing can stop me now!”
Your favor, O , made me as secure as a mountain. Then you turned away from me, and I was shattered.
I cried out to you, O . I begged the Lord for mercy, saying,
“What will you gain if I die, if I sink into the grave? Can my dust praise you? Can it tell of your faithfulness?
Hear me, , and have mercy on me. Help me, O .”
You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy,
that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O my God, I will give you thanks forever!