3 O Lord, You brought my soul up from the grave;You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
4 Sing praise to the Lord, you saints of His,And give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name.
5 For His anger is but for a moment,His favor is for life;Weeping may endure for a night,But joy comes in the morning.
6 Now in my prosperity I said,“I shall never be moved.”
7 Lord, by Your favor You have made my mountain stand strong;You hid Your face, and I was troubled.
8 I cried out to You, O Lord;And to the Lord I made supplication:
9 “What profit is there in my blood,When I go down to the pit?Will the dust praise You?Will it declare Your truth?