1 I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up,

and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Yahweh my God, I cried to you,

and you have healed me.

3 Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol.

You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

4 Sing praise to Yahweh, you saints of his.

Give thanks to his holy name.

5 For his anger is but for a moment.

His favor is for a lifetime.

Weeping may stay for the night,

but joy comes in the morning.

6 As for me, I said in my prosperity,

"I shall never be moved."

7 You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong;

but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

8 I cried to you, Yahweh.

I made supplication to the Lord:

9 "What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit?

Shall the dust praise you?

Shall it declare your truth?

10 Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me.

Yahweh, be my helper."

11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me.

You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

12 to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent.

Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

1 Salmo cantado en la dedicación de la Casa: GLORIFICARTE he, oh Jehová; porque me has ensalzado, Y no hiciste á mis enemigos alegrarse de mí.

2 Jehová Dios mío, A ti clamé, y me sanaste.

3 Oh Jehová, hiciste subir mi alma del sepulcro; Dísteme vida, para que no descendiese á la sepultura.

4 Cantad á Jehová, vosotros sus santos, Y celebrad la memoria de su santidad.

5 Porque un momento será su furor; Mas en su voluntad está la vida: Por la tarde durará el lloró, Y á la mañana vendrá la alegría.

6 Y dije yo en mi prosperidad: No seré jamás conmovido;

7 Porque tú, Jehová, por tu benevolencia has asentado mi monte con fortaleza. Escondiste tu rostro, fuí conturbado.

8 A ti, oh Jehová, clamaré; Y al Señor suplicaré.

9 ¿Qué provecho hay en mi muerte, cuando yo descienda al hoyo? ¿Te alabará el polvo? ¿anunciará tu verdad?

10 Oye, oh Jehová, y ten misericordia de mí: Jehová, sé tú mi ayudador.

11 Has tornado mi endecha en baile; Desataste mi saco, y ceñísteme de alegría.

12 Por tanto á ti cantaré, gloria mía, y no estaré callado. Jehová Dios mío, te alabaré para siempre.