20 Thou who hast caused me to see great and sore troubles, shalt return and quicken me and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth.
21 Thou shalt increase my greatness and comfort me on every side.
22 I will also praise thee with an instrument of the psaltery, O my God; unto thee will I sing thy truth with the harp, O thou Holy One of Israel.
23 My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing praises unto thee and my soul, which thou hast ransomed.
24 In the same manner my tongue shall talk of thy righteousness every day, for they are confounded, for they are brought unto shame, that seek my hurt.