You have turned my mourning into dancing
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A Psalme or song of the dedication of the house of David. I will magnifie thee, O Lord: for thou hast exalted mee, and hast not made my foe to reioyce ouer me.
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O Lord my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.
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O Lord, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit.
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Sing praises vnto the Lord, ye his Saintes, and giue thankes before the remembrance of his Holinesse.
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For he endureth but a while in his anger: but in his fauour is life: weeping may abide at euening, but ioy commeth in the morning.
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And in my prosperitie I sayde, I shall neuer be moued.
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For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.
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Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.
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What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?
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Heare, O Lord, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.
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Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.
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Therefore shall my tongue praise thee and not cease: O Lord my God, I will giue thankes vnto thee for euer.