^{1 Ref} A Psalm. -- A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

^{2 Ref} Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

^{3 Ref} Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.

^{4 Ref} Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

^{5 Ref} For -- a moment `is' in His anger, Life `is' in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

^{6 Ref} And I -- I have said in mine ease, `I am not moved -- to the age.

^{7 Ref} O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face -- I have been troubled.

^{8 Ref} Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.

^{9 Ref} `What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

^{10 Ref} Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'

^{11 Ref} Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me `with' joy.

^{12 Ref} So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

^{1 Ref} I will extol thee, O Jehovah; for thou hast raised me up, And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

^{2 Ref} O Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

^{3 Ref} O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

^{4 Ref} Sing praise unto Jehovah, O ye saints of his, And give thanks to his holy memorial `name'.

^{5 Ref} For his anger is but for a moment; His favor is for a life-time: Weeping may tarry for the night, But joy `cometh' in the morning.

^{6 Ref} As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

^{7 Ref} Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

^{8 Ref} I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:

^{9 Ref} What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

^{10 Ref} Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me: Jehovah, be thou my helper.

^{11 Ref} Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

^{12 Ref} To the end that `my' glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. Psalm 31 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.