Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper.

Lord, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

The Lord sitteth upon the flood; yea, the Lord sitteth King for ever. The Lord will give strength unto his people; the Lord will bless his people with peace.

The voice of the Lord shaketh the wilderness; the Lord shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh.

He maketh them also to skip like a calf; Lebanon and Sirion like a young unicorn. The voice of the Lord divideth the flames of fire.

The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.

Give unto the Lord, O ye mighty, give unto the Lord glory and strength. Give unto the Lord the glory due unto his name; worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness.