I will extol you, O Lord, for you drew me clear and did not let my enemies rejoice over me.
O Lord, you brought me up from the nether world; you preserved me from among those going down into the pit.
Sing praise to the Lord, you his faithful ones, and give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger lasts but a moment; a lifetime, his good will.
At nightfall, weeping enters in, but with the dawn, rejoicing.
“Hear, O Lord, and have pity on me; O Lord, be my helper.”
You changed my mourning into dancing; O Lord, my God, forever will I give you thanks.
– Psalm 30: 2, 4, 5-6, 11-12a, 13b
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