I WILL magnify thee, O Lord, for thou hast set me up : and not made my foes to triumph over me.
2 O Lord my God, I cried unto thee : and thou hast healed me.
3 Thou, Lord, hast brought my soul out of hell : thou hast kept my life from them that go down to the pit.
4 Sing praises unto the Lord, O ye saints of his : and give thanks unto him for a remembrance of his holiness.
5 For his wrath endureth but the twinkling of an eye, and in his pleasure is life : heaviness may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be removed : thou, Lord, of thy goodness hast made my hill so strong.
7 Thou didst turn thy face from me : and I was troubled.
8 Then cried I unto thee, O Lord : and gat me to my Lord right humbly.
9 What profit is there in my blood : when I go down to the pit?
10 Shall the dust give thanks unto thee : or shall it declare thy truth?
11 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me : Lord, be thou my helper.
12 Thou hast turned my heaviness into joy : thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.
13 Therefore shall every good man sing of thy praise without ceasing : O my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son : and to the Holy Ghost;
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be : world without end. Amen.