Joy Comes in the Morning
1A psalm, a song for the dedication of the Temple, of David.
2I will exalt You, Adonai, for You have lifted me up, and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
3Adonai my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
4Adonai, You brought my soul up from Sheol. You kept me alive, so I would not go down to the Pit.
5Sing praise to Adonai, His faithful ones, and praise His holy name.
6For His anger lasts for only a moment, His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
7When I felt secure, I said: “I will never be shaken.”
8Adonai, in Your favor You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was terrified.
9To You, Adonai, I called, and to my Lord I made my plea:
10“What gain is there in my blood, in my going down to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your truth?
11Hear, Adonai, and be gracious to me. Adonai, be my help.”
12You turned my mourning into dancing. You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy.
13So my glory will sing to You and not be silent. Adonai my God, I will praise You forever.