I will extol You, O Lord,
for You have lifted me up,
and have not let my foes rejoice over me.
O Lord my God, I cried out to You,
and You healed me.
O Lord, You brought my soul up from the grave;
You have kept me alive,
that I should not go down to the pit.
Sing praise to the Lord, you saints of His,
and give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name [and His holiness].
For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning.
Now in my prosperity I said,
"I shall never be moved."
Lord, by Your favor You have made my mountain stand strong;
You hid Your face, and I was troubled.
I cried out to You, O Lord,
and to the Lord I made supplication:
"What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise You?
Will it declare Your truth?
Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me;
Lord, be my helper!"
You have turned my mourning into dancing;
You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,
To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O Lord, my God, I will give thanks to You forever.
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Lord, i feel like as though i could've written these exact words. in exchange for my grief, You've given me joy. You've comforted me in the night season, so that I may rejoice in the morning - this new season of gladness, of life restored to a cracked and weary soul.
just as david wrote this psalm as a dedication of something new, i too want to pray this / sing this / recite this as i dedicate this new season to You. let my mind and body house nothing but Your Spirit and Your truth... so that there's no room for comparison, for jealousy, for bitterness, for discouragement or resentment...
no looking back nor looking down, but ever on and ever up.
i love You from the depths.