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1 I give you all the credit, God - you got me out of that mess, you didn't let my foes gloat.
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1 I will exalt you, O LORD, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
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2 God, my God, I yelled for help and you put me together.
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2 O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me.
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3 God, you pulled me out of the grave, gave me another chance at life when I was down-and-out.
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3 O LORD, you brought me up from the grave; you spared me from going down into the pit.
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4 All you saints! Sing your hearts out to God! Thank him to his face!
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4 Sing to the LORD, you saints of his; praise his holy name.
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5 He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter.
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5 For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
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6 When things were going great I crowed, "I've got it made.
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6 When I felt secure, I said, "I will never be shaken."
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7 I'm God's favorite. He made me king of the mountain." Then you looked the other way and I fell to pieces.
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7 O LORD, when you favored me, you made my mountain stand firm; but when you hid your face, I was dismayed.
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8 I called out to you, God; I laid my case before you:
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8 To you, O LORD, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy:
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9 "Can you sell me for a profit when I'm dead? auction me off at a cemetery yard sale? When I'm 'dust to dust' my songs and stories of you won't sell.
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9 "What gain is there in my destruction, in my going down into the pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
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10 So listen! and be kind! Help me out of this!"
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10 Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me; O LORD, be my help."
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11 You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.
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11 You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
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12 I'm about to burst with song; I can't keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can't thank you enough.
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12 that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.
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| Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved. (The Message Bible Online) |
Scripture quoted by permission. Quotations designated (NIV) are from THE HOLY BIBLE: NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION®. NIV®. Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by Biblica. All rights reserved worldwide. (New International Version Bible Online) |
