New Living Translation NLT
Young's Literal Translation YLT
1 I will exalt you, LORD, for you rescued me. You refused to let my enemies triumph over me.
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A Psalm. -- A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.
2 O LORD my God, I cried to you for help, and you restored my health.
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Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.
3 You brought me up from the grave, O LORD . You kept me from falling into the pit of death.
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Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit.
4 Sing to the LORD, all you godly ones! Praise his holy name.
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Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
5 For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime! Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning.
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For -- a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.
6 When I was prosperous, I said, “Nothing can stop me now!”
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And I -- I have said in mine ease, `I am not moved -- to the age.
7 Your favor, O LORD, made me as secure as a mountain. Then you turned away from me, and I was shattered.
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O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face -- I have been troubled.
8 I cried out to you, O LORD . I begged the Lord for mercy, saying,
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Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
9 “What will you gain if I die, if I sink into the grave? Can my dust praise you? Can it tell of your faithfulness?
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`What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
10 Hear me, LORD, and have mercy on me. Help me, O LORD .”
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Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
11 You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy,
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Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.
12 that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever!
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So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!