8  To you, O Lord, I cry,

and ^jto the Lord I plead for mercy:

9  “What profit is there in my death,¹

if I go down to the pit?²

Will ^kthe dust praise you?

Will it tell of your faithfulness?

10  ^lHear, O Lord, and be merciful to me!

O Lord, be my helper!”

11  You have turned for me my mourning into ^mdancing;

you have loosed my sackcloth

and clothed me with gladness,

12  that my ⁿglory may sing your praise and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!