Joy Comes with the Morning
A Psalm of David. A song at the hdedication of the temple.
1 iI will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up
and have not let my foes rejoice over me.
2 O Lord my God, I cried to you for help,
and you have jhealed me.
3 O Lord, you have kbrought up my soul from Sheol;
you restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit.1
4 Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints,
and lgive thanks to his holy name.2
5 For his anger is but for a moment,
and his favor is for a lifetime.3
Weeping may tarry for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity,
“I shall never be moved.”
7 By your favor, O Lord,
you made my mountain stand strong;
you mhid your face;
I was dismayed.
8 To you, O Lord, I cry,
and to the Lord I nplead for mercy:
9 “What profit is there in my death,4
if I go down to the pit?5
oWill the dust praise you?
Will it tell of your faithfulness?
10 pHear, O Lord, and be merciful to me!
O Lord, be my helper!”
11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;
you have loosed my sackcloth
and clothed me with gladness,
12 that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent.
O Lord my God, qI will give thanks to you forever!
4 “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be gcomforted.