You have turned my sorrow into joyful dancing.

A Prayer of Thanks

1 I will praise you, Lord!

You saved me from the grave and kept my enemies from celebrating my death.

2 I prayed to you, Lord God, and you healed me, 3 saving me from death and the grave.

4 Your faithful people, Lord, will praise you with songs and honor your holy name.

5 Your anger lasts a little while, but your kindness lasts for a lifetime.

At night we may cry, but when morning comes we will celebrate.

6 I felt secure and thought, “I'll never be shaken!”

7 You, Lord, were my friend, and you made me strong as a mighty mountain.

But when you hid your face, I was crushed.

8 I prayed to you, Lord, and in my prayer I said, 9 “What good will it do you if I am in the grave?

Once I have turned to dust, how can I praise you or tell how loyal you are?

10 Have pity, Lord! Help!”

11 You have turned my sorrow into joyful dancing.

No longer am I sad and wearing sackcloth.

12 I thank you from my heart, and I will never stop singing your praises, my Lord and my God.