3 O Lord, You have brought up my soul from Sheol; You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.
4 Sing praise to the Lord, you His godly ones, And give thanks to His holy name.
5 For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for a lifetime; Weeping may last for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning.
6 Now as for me, I said in my prosperity, "I will never be moved."
7 O Lord, by Your favor You have made my mountain to stand strong; You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
8 To You, O Lord, I called, And to the Lord I made supplication:
9 "What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?